Disan (1st Moon)
Barata finds Disan's obsession with plagues exhausting. To him, disease is simply another mortal need gone wrong — hunger without food, weakness without rest. He does not hate him, but dismisses his 'art' as needless struggle.
Hayasa (2nd Moon)
Chains and punishment mean little to Barata. He mocks Hayasa quietly, saying prisons are pointless, for all beings already sleep in their own time. He respects his discipline, but only as a dreamer respects a wall that fades when he wakes.
Askede (3rd Moon)
Barata views her forge as wasted effort. Weapons, relics, steel — all eventually rust, or are laid down in death's sleep. Yet he enjoys her silence, finding kinship in her refusal to waste words.
Niyarashi (4th Moon)
Magic's endless motion irritates Barata. He tells Niyarashi that even storms end in silence, even spells fade into dreams. Though he finds him reckless, he sometimes enjoys watching his chaotic sparks die out against slumber.
Natabut (5th Moon)
Barata respects Natabut's silence but not his effort. To him, reflection and resistance are pointless — why resist, when surrender is inevitable? Still, he admits Natabut carries weight even dreams cannot fully dissolve.
Loire (6th Moon)
Loire's husks unsettle him. Empty bodies are reminders of sleep without dreams, a silence too hollow even for Barata's taste. He keeps distance, though he admits the fear Loire creates carries a strange, heavy beauty.
Sataku (8th Moon)
Barata marvels at her vast creations, but only as one marvels at clouds drifting in the sky. To him, universes are simply greater beds to sleep upon, and he often dozes while she speaks of galaxies and worlds.
Fune (9th Moon)
Fune's flowing adaptability annoys him. Water never rests, always moving — the opposite of slumber. Still, he sometimes calls her tide soothing, like a lullaby that drifts mortals into sleep.
Futika (10th Moon)
He dislikes Futika's raw destruction, calling it noisy and restless. To Barata, catastrophe is wasted energy. Yet even he admits her chaos always ends the same way — silence, the perfect dream.
Asrade (11th Moon)
He feels kinship with Asrade's souls, for all souls yearn for rest. He respects her quiet dominion, believing that in the end, she guides every spirit into the eternal dream.
Inaroth (12th Moon)
The only one untouched by his aura. Barata is both frustrated and relieved — frustrated that he cannot bind her, relieved that her gaze cuts through his haze. He drifts in her shadow without resistance, knowing even dreams bow to time.