She had always been shielded and protected by her brother, finding solace in his arms and hugs. She knew how much it meant to feel that there was someone offering strength and comfort. Moana didn't seem to have family here, much like Lucrezia. If they were without family, they would have to give that comfort to each other.

"Perhaps this world has drained it?" It seemed possible. There was a great deal of darkness in this place. While it wasn't a literal darkness, there was a looming sense of danger and chaos. Perhaps to stave it off, it needed the stone?

"Maybe it was a gift from an observer? They seem to hear wishes. If you were longing for home, they returned a piece of it to you." It was a thought, however unlikely it was. She might at least find comfort in it.