[Of course she tried to convince him of that. Lightning doesn't appear to be surprised in the least. She taps her nail against her glass, thinking for a while, trying to figure out how to explain who, or what, Lumina is.]

She's... different from the rest of us. Not really human... Lumina comes from my time. Five hundred years into the future when the world was coming to an end.

[All a part of the story Noel didn't want to hear... Lightning looks up at him cautiously through her lashes.]