Four months after the channel severing, Ash and Luna were learning what relationship meant without physical contact. It was harder than either had anticipated.
Ash would wake reaching for Luna, forgetting she couldn't be there. He'd cook dinner and set two plates, then stare at the empty chair across from him. He'd see something beautiful and turn to share it with her before remembering she existed in consciousness only, unable to appreciate physical beauty the same way.
Luna experienced different but equally painful adjustments. She could hear Ash's voice through Constellation, feel his emotions through their connection. But she couldn't read his face anymore. Couldn't see the small tells that indicated when he was really okay versus just saying he was okay. Couldn't touch him to offer
