Rather than walk or fly as he was expecting, Sol hummed when a rectangular portal appeared before them, reflecting everything like a mirror.
"The Council awaits," Lumi gestured to the portal, smiling at the fearless step Sol took, guiding a clearly more anxious Ikaris with a diffusion of confidence in his every stride.
"Sol, where is this coming from?" Ikaris asked, genuinely curious about what was going on in his head. "I know you are usually confident, but this..."
"Even if they turn us down, Ikaris," He stopped and rested his hand on the surfacem watching his reflection ripple. "Giza and Umbra are inevitable battles we will face, nothing is stopping that, It's not that I'm not nervous," He glanced at her and stuck his hand through.
"I have simply come to terms with my situation and accepted that no matter what happens, I will see it through to the end."
