That seems to settle him some, though it's still a struggle to believe. He wants to though. It's better than the alternative.

"Y-you're the Sun, right?" At least that's what someone guessed his mark meant. He still doesn't understand the entire Tarot thing yet. "Our sun has been struggling to rise. I'm not sure it even can anymore." He bites his lip, nervously tapping steepled fingers together.

"Is that something you can fix?"