Ren implemented every single piece of advice with mastery.
Internally his mind worked at maximum velocity, calculating and adjusting and constantly verifying that everything was perfect for Luna who deserved this victory after everything she'd been through.
But externally he projected effortless grace that suggested this was a natural ability rather than learned skill.
Luna was mesmerized. 'Not a hint of strain...'
Meanwhile, Larissa's advice cycled through Ren's consciousness like mantras he'd memorized through repetition.
'Don't look at your feet, judges hate that. Maintain eye contact when appropriate but don't stare creepily. Smile subtly to show confidence. Count mentally but don't let it show you're counting. Breathe with the rhythm so your partner can match.'
