[She raises her hand towards the sky, directing his gaze away from her to that sun - his senses are so sharp that she can imagine an angle where he can see it even around whatever bulk of the platform's corners. Jeanne still does not see him very clearly after so much glare.]

So did the sun god himself curse you [plural. like vampires] and give you a reason to stay out of the light that touched the people he protected?

Or does it merely... happen? [She means as a naturalistic biological phenomenon, so many things in the world that seems increasingly similar to the deist's abandoned watch. She waves her grasping hand to sorta indicate the arcs of those little rainbows.] It seems rather strange that the light required is the sun's specifically.