Luna narrowed her eyes at the fur grabbing her. With his words, her expression softened a little as she stood calmly in front of him. "It isn't about confidence," she said quietly. Her gaze quickly glanced around to ensure no one else were listening before she continued against the metal in her heart telling her not to. "I wouldn't use that word. While I know my skill in fighting, in my words, in my influence, no I do not have confidence. Something inside," she put her paw to her heart, looking down at it for a moment. "Something inside tells me I chose to do this for a reason, that it's right. I'm not worried. I'm not afraid, for fear leads to regret. Believe me, I will trust you and if I need to stop, I will do so," she nodded, looking back up into his eyes before turning around. "However, even if I were to catch alight as you have seen, it's not like I have anything to lose." she added softly. She grabbed his paw again and quietly reached the blacksmith where Helios immediately smiled upon their arrival. She returned it in half-turn and let out a small sigh when he apologized to Alex. With a happy nod, she motioned for him to go to Gregior. "He'll make anything you wish. On us, as we've said,"
As Helios held out the new blades, Luna covered her mouth. She studied the beauty of the design, the care he put into the shaping. "They're beautiful," she murmured as she took them from his paws. She held them in her typical grip, flexing her pawtoes. "Thank you." she smiled up at him and began switching them into her sheaths.