Visit Luna.

You decide to go for a walk down to Luna Silk, if it's even still open. The fresh air is nice, and the sun setting over the horizon bathes the sky in a warm, orange glow. People are walking home from work, or enjoying one last walk before night falls. Down the streets, passing homes and shops, you finally see your destination ahead. It looks the same as usual, so it's difficult to tell whether or not it's still open. You're not certain if she lives there, or it's only her place of business. Regardless, you approach Luna Silk and try the door.

It opens. The same bell rings in your entry.

"What can I do for you?" comes her voice from behind the counter. She stands up and turns, and once she recognizes who it is, she smiles. "Kyle. Welcome back."

The beautiful moth girl stands before you--who you know is more specifically referred to as a bombyx insectrin--with her brown skin, wide violet eyes, and exceptionally fluffy hair. Her wings flutter, and you watch as it causes bits of dust to sparkle from the minimal light casting through the covered windows. Her antennae flicker, and she steps around the counter and towards the doorway you stand in.

She beckons you with a hand. Snow-white fluff, which you've felt before, coast her wrist. You look down her fashionable wardrobe, which is the same as earlier today--the deep blue dress. "Do you need something else? Don't worry. I'm not closing up yet."

You step further inside and towards her. "Nothing specific. I wasn't sure what to do, and then I thought... Hey. I'd like to come visit Luna, like she suggested. You're a really nice lady."

"Is that right?" She giggles. "That's very kind of you. I can't say that's a common occurrence, unfortunately."

"Really? That's a surprise."

The skin around her nose darkens. "Is it truly?" She purses her lips. "Then perhaps I am closing up. Come. Let me lock the shop and we'll head somewhere more comfortable to chat, if that's what you wish."

"Sure. Whatever you'd like, Luna."

She smiles warmly as she turns away and practically skips over to the counter. "I would like that."