"Oh, my, my, if only Jammy knew what you actually dreamt about. And with a cattle prod no less. I never would've imagine. I wonder what else you wish she would use on you," Pandora cooed.

"And such impure thoughts thou hast for thy old friend, Moondancer. Doth he know how much he means to you? Verily had he hearkened to your words, would things be different?" Artemis grimaced as Pandora's magic gave a not so gentle prod in his mind. "Sensitive subject? Or doth thou just not like to be reminded that thou failed to save him?"



Assuming this is the same universe where Moondancer was corrupted by Umbra's horn and has already lost his arm.