Luna listened to the story attentively, though she didn't seem especially horrified or impressed. Truthfully, from her standpoint, she had heard worse.

"An eclipse is not the best place for that," she commented finally, "They always DO recur. But if his soul is divided, I suppose the point is moot. I cannot tell thee what to do with thine powers, but thou shouldst know that my native subjects may think ill of thee if they see..." She gestured at his mane. "...that. It speaks of dark and powerful magic, in a pony."

Which, she supposed, was rather accurate in this case. Still, he wasn't using it for evil, so she could let it go. Different worlds had differing magic, after all. "If you require aid with controlling your powers at all, I imagine I or my sister could provide such." Mostly herself, but she didn't want to get into her reasoning behind that.