Fleur then let her eyes rest on one of them and thus on the world outside, a world that she saw through the stained glass window which held an image of Fancy Pants family weapon. Yet what drew the most attention to her eyes was the crescent moon that could be seen making its departure from the skies above them. "That same moon..." Fleur mumbled to herself before a deep exhale caused some steam to leave her. It had been during the same moon that shone upon her while the fiasco at the graveyard unfolded.