The Ice Moon Elf lowered its head, flapped its snow-white wings, and flew in front of Lugh.
"Is this crying?"
"No."
Lugh wiped the ice crystals from its eyes.
The ice crystals were on the tip of its hand, but they did not melt.
"Then what is this?"
"...Eye droppings."
Lugh's hand trembled, and he stuffed his index finger into the Ice Moon Elf's mouth.
"What do eye droppings taste like?"
Patter.
Patter.
Tears rolled out from the Ice Moon Elf's eyes.
The tears condensed into shiny ice crystals.
Lucy squatted down on the ground, not wanting to see this scene.
"Don't cry, I'll give you another one."
Lugh took out another Spirit Fruit.
The Netherworld Phantom Cat jumped up from where it was. Lucy raised her head, and the Ice Moon Elf stopped crying.
"Try again."
The Ice Moon Elf did not take the Spirit Fruit. Instead, she pounced on Lugh, and the entire elf pressed on him.