Athena stopped chewing mid-bite, her fork hovering in the air as she looked at me, her brow furrowing in surprise. "Wait, you go down to the orphanage?" she asked, her voice filled with genuine curiosity. "I didn't know you went down there."
I smiled softly, leaning back against the sturdy oak chair. "I started going a little while ago. I wanted to check in on the kids and see how they're settling in with the new supplies we sent over a couple days ago. Plus, honestly? After handling all that heavy, intense Lunar power this morning, being around a bunch of chaotic, laughing kids feels like the perfect way to ground myself. It’s a different kind of good energy."
Athena's expression softened into a warm, respectful smile. "That's really amazing, Rachel. The kids must absolutely love having
