Lily held the silver glove in her left hand, turning it over slowly, her eyes tracing every curve and joint with quiet intensity. The polished surface gleamed under the lights, its intricate design catching her gaze in a rare moment of stillness.
"Let me help," Logan offered gently, stepping closer. With careful hands, he guided the glove onto her right hand, ensuring each finger aligned perfectly.
Tave stood off to the side, a subtle smile playing on his lips as he observed the exchange. He didn't interrupt, simply watched with a knowing look, as Logan began to explain how the glove worked.
"It's basically a mechanical extension," Logan said, his tone calm but focused. "It responds to elemental force. Those unique to each user. That's how you issue commands through it. Though… it's not exactly a perfect substitute for a real hand."
He paused, thoughtful. "Still, it should be enough to let you hold your sword again, at least well enough to fight."
