The sudden explosion of life in the previously empty arena startles her, though there's no place for her to take a step back to so she at least doesn't do that. But Luci does look around in awe at the vines, and leaves, and flowers bringing a familiarity and warmth to the place that hadn't ever been there. Even with Amaterasu.

"Aren't you the oh-so-special one..." she smiles as a hurricane of petals blows across the cheap seats and carpets the benches in soft red. Luci looks back at Persephone like she's seeing the most beautiful thing in the world for the first time, and then her smile gets a little more self-conscious, sadder.

"If I'm a god--" She snaps her fingers, her thumb lighting with its usual tiny flame. "--I'm a piss poor one. I can't do... this," she says, holding her hands wide.