She's a really fucking pretty mare, the way her mane softly shifts, highlighted by the moonlight... and seeing her just... in her element. He's not sure how long he just stands there for, just watching her. She's not as tall as Celestia. Arnon wonders if that's simply the difference of time, and if in a thousand years she'll match her sister, or if Luna is simply a smaller Alicorn. She's no less graceful by any means, but while Celestia gives this regal aura of the northern lights... 