Luna listened to everything that was being said, but it seemed more like she wasn't listening because she had her back turned from all of them. She was a medic, and she didn't bother to learn about tactician. She just listened to what she was told, shot at what needed to be shot at and bandaged whatever needed bandaging. Honestly, she wished she could do a little bit more, but her father insisted on just being a medic, otherwise he would shun her from the family. He didn't want his little girl to be out on the front lines shooting and blowing up people or getting shot or blown up. She adjusted her leather gloves a bit and then put her hands on her hips. Whatever they would plan on she would be game. All she cared about was protecting what she loved most and that was what they were fighting for.<br/><br/>Besides, she was always taught to keep her mouth shut when it came to mens talk. Even if she didn't like it she didn't bother to object to it since it was her father who taught her such a thing. It always seemed that no matter what she did it would never be enough for him, so she made sure not to piss him off.