<span style="font-family:Happy Monkey">She looked over the man as he spoke of Helgan She couldn't wipe the look off her face. She was not thrilled about the place he had just mentioned. Would he even want to live if she told him the truth of what had happened? She wanted to turn to him but she knew her face would give it away. Staring at the ceiling she felt her heart sink. They may or may not have survived. But the Dragon had wiped the town off the map. She flopped an arm over her head and fought the dread that she felt as she thought about tell him. Right now was not the time, but when the hell was a good time to find out your family was dead? She cursed inwardly before sitting up and looking over at him. "The Dwemer were brilliant and they could craft things unlike any other. Cruel as they were they knew skills and learning them is something I pride myself on. Here in what some call the ruins there is much to be learned. I'm just happy the Dwemer aren't here any longer. Though with bandits and raiders, along with the machines it can make things difficult." She paused and got up sitting next to him her gloved hand quickly changing to that of a bare one as she touched his head. No fever. "Listen Andrel. I live in these cave and survive without the sunlight. I am taking you to my place in the vale where you can heal properly. Its much like hidden lands under the mountains. They are filled with life. Sprigons and trees, lakes and everything you'd find in Skyrim. However the vale animals tend to be a bit different." She looked at him a moment. "I really hate to be the person to tell you this but I am not one to with hold bad news. All the talk of dragons, a dragon put Helgan in flames. It destroyed the town." She frowned and moved away from him. "I don't know who survived and who died, but your family. I don't know what to tell you, but you must be prepared when you leave here." She spoke solemnly. <br/>
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She had moved away but she froze from her retreat quickly. Turning back she sat next to him and reached out her bare hand to his own. Tears in her eyes as she saw the look on his face. "I'm sorry." She muttered before pulling her hand away and moving away. Luna was a sensitive girl and though she didn't show that side much it tore her apart breaking the news. She moved to the fire that now had the meat, slowly turning it as she kept her back to him. She couldn't stand the idea of looking at him while the news sank in. She was  sad, but she needed him to know. She had no way of being able to comfort him, but she also couldn't hold something like that in. Pulling out the food she portioned it up and giving the organs to Willow she sat the next to the Nord's bed. she walked over with the plate and sat down. pushing the plate into his hands. "Don't give up." She muttered softly before moving away and laying on the stone bed. She ate her own food in silence as she glanced over to Willow who had already ate it all. She took small bites trying to decide what to say to break the awkward silence that had filled the room. Luna wasn't one who was good socially. She was quite a recluse. <br/>
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She looked at the fire and then at the injured Nord. "There are bandits nearby. So I will sleep next to the door and Willow will take to guarding you. You need your strength for the journey." She muttered between bites before she wandered to the door. Pulling on her mask and slipping on the gloves. "Willow was kind of dropped in my lap. When she was a pup she was left behind and I took her in. At first she was fairly aggressive seeing as how she wasn't young. Maybe six months. But after healing her she took to me. But I do not control her, rather she just likes me enough to stay." She spoke to him trying to get his attention else where.</span>