Bedside Manner {Luna. Ari. Curtis? Kenna. Harold.}

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He laughed abit and patted Silvia's head as she curdled into a small little ball. Lunawas right about the fact that she was getting to big for things like jumping at people or sitting on bed's that she could very well break till they hit the floor. He knew that she was going to be lighter then Slity of corse but even Slity was considered light for most dragon breeds. With him being male of corse is yet another reason why he would be heavier then Silvia.

"True. She will be lighter then Slity, I don't know by much but still. She just wants to enjoy it while she can I guess." Curtis said in reply as Slivia kept her eyes looks but still flicked her ears up in a response.

Curtis was a little bit worried about Luna. Of corse it made him happy and relived for the most part that she wasn't in a critical condition but it still worried him. He would get over it once Luna was back up about on her on.

"Yea.. I'll have to ask Ari about that. But still, you know that your more then welcome to stay with me as long as you need till we get you a new house built along with supplies." Curtis said reassuringly to Luna.

[Ari]

Ari heard the noise of someone entering the house. He guessed it must have been Curtis, after all, he had told Curtis he could come over anytime to see Luna. He finished off what he’d been working on and then walked through the rooms into where he knew the girl was. He glared at the dragons as he walked in. He’d told Curtis he’d be able to come in anytime to see Luna…he had however mentioned his no dragon policy.

Rather than just storming in though he listened to the convosation for a few seconds and, realizing he had a good entrance point, walked in. “You only need to say in here for a few more day, but I’d say you can leave in two or three days…Though a good way of getting her to leave far too early is by bring them in here, either they leave or the three of you do.”

He then limped over to the Hysterian, “Now it’s time to do a check up on you,” He took the guy and got him to get up and move out, “I’ll do it in the other room. As they left the room [hopefully with the dragons just infront of him] he nodded to Luna to say ‘here’s some time just for you two’.

[Luna Heiler & Ayer]

Luna watched as Slity and Silvia left the room, followed by Ari and the Hysterian. As the healer whisked out of the room, he gave her a look, implying that he had left Curtis and her alone for a few minutes alone on purpose. Though she wasn't quite sure what his intended purpose may be. She glanced up at Curtis, almost expectantly in the stark silence. She didn't like this kind of silence.

She sighed. Only a few more days of this- that was good. She didn't like being stuck in this old house. She didn't sleep well here, just about every night since the attack she had had nightmares about it, that was pretty much all sh could recall from the days when she had been out from the fever. Frusterated, she kicked off the blanket. Luna moved her leg, laying the one cloest to where Curtis sat, and set it on his lap. Then Taking his hand for support, she used it to assist herself in sitting up. Remembering his reaction to her previous attempts to sit up, she mumbled to him [red]"Just let me sit up..."[/red]

Once completly set up, she leaned forward on him a little before wrapping her arms around him firmly.She breathed in and Slid her hand up his back, threading her fingers into the soft under hair where it met the back of his neck. Then she layed her head on his shoulder. [red]" Iv'e been having terrible nightmares. I keep dreaming that I see myself dead or I'm being attacked again...or things worse than that"[/red] She pressed herself as close to him as she could. She worked her stressed fingers on her hand through his hair. [red]"some of the worst I've ever had..."[/red]

Her legs wrapped more tightly around him as she took a deep breath. Her fearful voice spoke [red]"It was my cousin. He... he tried to kill me. He didn't even try to take me back. And he killed snatcher. That's how I kind of found him. My knife was in his head- my dragon's that is. And then I turned around and he was there and he talked for a few minutes and... then I ran away. But he followed me and I slipped and fell and then he held me down and tried to kill me. I can't remember much after that until I woke up with you... and he took my knife- I have no idea why. And I just don't know what to do about any of it."[/red]Her voice cracked and trailed off and then for a few moments the room was very silent.

[fric2626]

Curtis watched as his dragons left the room. He wasnt bothered by the fact that they needed to leave, it was understanable especially for a home of this size. Besides Slity and take care of Silvia just fine and not have her get into any trouble like she does without anyone with her. Curtis turned his gaze back and looked back at Luna. He rubbed his hand along her's and listend.

"Just relax.. I understand if it was scary. But it's over now." He said calmly looking at her. He gave her a soft smiles. "Just clear your mind of anything that might bother you. Your just healing up now, nothing bad is going to happen to you." He explaind abit.

Curtis looked around the room again, it was a smaller home compared to his. Then again he did have more room to work with out there in the middle of the forest. He smiled abit more when he turned back to Luna. He knew he couldnt look worried about her too much because he knew that she would start worrying.

"Luna. I know I dont show it much. Its because i dont want you to get worried or anything, But this is scaring me abit. I dont like the fact that your dreaming about nightmares all the time, Or that your worried about your cousin possibly coming back at you. Thats not going to happen when im with you. Got it?" He finished talking and looked at her waiting for a reply.

[Luna Heiler & Ayer]

Luna nodded her head in reply, not sure really how else to respond. His actions in situations when Luna was stressed were alwaya minimal, almost coming off as uncaring. Luckily, by now, he had listened to her exasperation and realized that his understated reaction could be misinterpreted. She understood now that this behavior was him being calm as not to arouse further worry in her. Hearing that helped, even if it was the same thing every time. She understood it was just his way of handling the situation.

She wondered how he Kept such a cool head all the time, and she wondered what kind of emotion would have to well up inside of him to drive him to react emotionally or violently. She had never really seen his violent side since he was generally so quiet and even-keeled around her, and she couldn't remember any time where he had been emotional over anything. He typically just got darker, more complex and harder to read or understand (yet in the same stroke, calm) in situations where other people would react in those ways. She figured He just didnt betray his thoughts and emotions much unless he decided to voice them, and he didnt interpret other's emotions very well unless they do the same. At least that was her observation.

It made her more than a little curious what went on behind those bottomless blue eyes. Oh, the hours she had spent wondering about that.

[red]"You should get to your dragons before one of them destroys something,"[/red] she said jokingly

But before he could move to go, Luna remembered something important and her face became sober again. She leaned back a little and looked at him saying [red]"And I'm sorry I never told you my real name. It's Asheare, if you didn't know. Ashaere the Lunatic. Lunatic, Luna- pretty easy to see the connection."[/red] she sighed and leaned forward on his chest again. [red]"I hope you won't let it change things between us..."[/red] there was a pause before she whispered [red]" you can call me whatever you want, but I'll always be the same to you."[/red] She kissed his cheek [red]"always."[/red]


{{{Hold off on a reply, C. Need to ask RKB something. }}}

[Sven & Hermes]

Sven had finally come out of his hangover to allow Hermes to pester him. She had been trying all sorts of weird schemes to get him back on track and feel better, like running (she would chase him all over the island with snaps of her beak), talking to people (not letting him leave the forge where Kenna was working) and of course, trying to get him interested in Dragons again (She aggro'd some dragons in advance to make things interesting).

Today, Hermes finally made a useful idea - He was to go see Luna today and make sure she was okay. Wallowing in his grief, Sven had almost forgotten about Luna. He remembered seeing a turquoise coloured Nadder bring her in, seeing her shredded state... And that strange mark on her hip... He really hoped she was okay.

"Alright." He puffed, his voice a little bit raspy. "I think I can put aside my issues for one day. Let's go see Luna." Hermes clucked in delight - it didn't seem like she had to force him today.

Sven had to make himself presentable first - He didn't want the girl to be concerned about him, when she was in much worse state. He bathed, the icy waters only waking him up a bit more, then he shaved, because Kenna had imposed upon him a special sort of knife (because razors were a *very* rare thing to find on this island).

Within the hour he was looking and feeling a little better than before, and the feeling gave him a flash of a smile he once wore only a couple of months before. He was ready.

Finally arriving at the village, Hermes sauntered behind him like some exciteable dog, but instead the size of a large horse. Sven didn't do anything against it. After she accidentally knocked over a Viking playfully, the man grunted that he'd had worse experiences.

"Hmmm... I wonder which house Luna will be in... I guess she'd still be at Ari's, but I wonder where that is..." He was about to start heading towards the forge to ask the niece when a door slammed open, and two pearly white dragons came gambolling out. The door quickly slam shut, as if they were not welcome. Sven and Hermes recognised them as Slity and Silvia, Curtis' dragons. And when Curtis was in the village, that meant only one thing.

Sven smirked as the house revealed itself to him. He wasn't suprised the two dragons were expelled - he wondered how he'd fit two active dragons into such a thing. Hermes seemed to understand this and had already disappeared somewhere, leaving Sven alone.

He greeted the two dragons who obediently waited outside, one a little more fidgety than the other. He passed them and went up the few steps to the thick wooden door. Being a polite and holding a lot of respect for Ari, he rapped three times on the door before waiting.

Hearing some noises and some clacking on wooden surface, the door soon opened to reveal a middle-aged woman. Sven made a motion with his lips, having expected Ari or Curtis at the door.

"Is Ari in? I'm here to see Luna." Sven asked, assuming this was his wife. Siv broke into a kind smile.
"Yes, Ari is treating the Hysterian now, I'll let him know that you're seeing Luna." She then stepped aside, welcoming him in.

At first Sven's insides froze. At first he thought they had began to refer to her as 'the Hysterian' but he was glad that it wasn't true. He gingerly stepped into the house, and Siv lead him to the room where Luna would be found. She tapped the door softly before letting herself in.

"You have yet another visitor, Luna.You're sure popular today!" She joked, before letting Sven in. Once he was in, she quickly left them alone.

Now it was yet another slightly awkward moment. There was the couple in each others arms at the side of the bed, and then Sven, the loner, outsider, the third wheel. He frowned.

"Oh, I'm sorry, am I interrupting something?" He started. "I just wanted to make sure you were getting better."

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Curtis kissed Luna's cheek before standing up. He looked over at Sven who just came into the room. He shook his head abit at Svens question.

"No, I was actually needing to get going soon. Gotta work on Silvia's flying. You know, So she can travel longer." He responded and laughed just a little.

Curtis wasn't the fondest of Sven, They arn't excatly friends and they arn't excatly enimies, just people who knew little of eachother. There was the small problem a while ago back in Luna's home but that was by accident and Curtis had forgiven Sven for that, and of corse Luna. But he still wasnt the surest of Sven, Although he should because he's an outsider aswell but that dosn't tell him where Sven's from. Maybe he would find out sometime in the near future.

Curtis took a glance around the room before looking between Sven and Luna.

"Anyways, Sleep well Luna. Ill be back tommorow if your awake." He said looking over at her. He turned his gaze to Sven and nodded. "Sven." He said as he walked by him out the door.

Outside Silvia blind sided Curtis and he fell to the ground. Curtis looked at Silvia with a Half Annoyed, Half Amused face. "You Scaly dip shit." He said as Silvia licked his face. He got out from under her and wiped his face off. "For that you get an extra lap around the island." Silvia looked a little pissed off as he said that.

Curtis walked over and got onto Slity's back. He took off and Silvia followed them.

[Luna Heiler & Ayer]

Luna flinched back from the embrace when she heard steps enter the room. Looking over she realized it was Sven. He stood there awkwardly and seemed unsure what to say for a moment. Curtis shifted, getting ready to stand again. Luna was slightly disappointed at this, but she laid down again and moved her legs off of him. He went to kiss her on the cheek, but Luna shifted her face and caught his lips on hers instead. 

Curtis stood and Sven asked if he was interrupting something. Luna was a little annoyed by Curtis' "No" in response even though she could tell he was simply trying to be casual and make sure Sven didn't feel awkward. Well, more awkward than it already must have been for him.

Luna saw a shadowy look pass over Curtis' face. Then he glanced around and gave Sven and Luna each a look. He promised Luna he'd be back tomorrow if she wasnt asleep. Luna nodded and watched and he addressed Sven before exiting the room. She looked longingly after him for a few moments. Tomorrow seemed too far away. 

Then she glanced at Sven [red]"Hello there, Sven. Faring well?[/red] she asked, trying to be cordial. 

She delicately attempted to shift her weight, trying to get comfortable again. There seemed to be no way possible for her to find a Comfortable spot with her healing injuries. Finally settling for a position laying on her back, she pulled the covers around her again. Then she looked up at Sven, anticipating a reply to her question. 

[Sven & Hermes]

Sven returned the nod as Curtis left the room, leaving Sven by himself with Luna. She greeted him politely, shifting her weight slightly to get comfortable.

"I'm... okay I guess." He lied. He didn't want Luna to get all concerned about him. She was pretty sharp too, and he didn't want her to get intrusive just yet like Kenna had done just after the war. But there was also a higher degree of trust between him and Luna, so he wasn't all that sure either... But Luna was fighting her own little battle in here, in pain. He would've asked if she was alright, but it seemed a little obvious how she was feeling - not good.

He felt a little helpless just standing there whilst Luna tried to find a comfortable position. "Agh... Do you need another pillow or blanket or...?" He offered. Once he did that (if she does ask for something), he found himself quickly with nothing to say. Sure, he wanted to know about certain mysterious things about Luna, but he didn't want to be intrusive. He was too polite for that. He quickly found a topic though:

"So, erm, I'm looking after Smudge in your absence. He's a Deadly Nadder, lost one wing and completely shredded the other." He filled in. A lot of the work he had done on Smudge was purely improvisation, but a little knowledge from the resident Dragon Healer would be beneficial. Especially with all the medicine books for dragons that had been destroyed in the blaze.

"I suppose you don't know any remedies that would make less bleeding, and ultimately less pain as well? Dragons are a lot trickier than Vikings... Dragons don't stay put in pain." Treating Dragons was less taxing on Sven than Vikings, partly because first of all, they're not human, and second, he had already attempted dissection on dragon carcasses he had found occasionally. Dead dragons aren't as bloody, though, nor as lively.

"And to think I wanted to be a vet for my father back home! If only had known, I would've chosen something else at the earliest opportunity!" He joked, trying to take the sharp edge of the topic off. He shook his head at the thought.

[Luna Heiler & Ayer]

When asked if she'd like a blanket or pillow, she hesitated. Sven hadn't come to be her servant, he had come to visit. But she eventually replied [red]"A pillow would be nice "[/red] 

He went off and after a few moments he returned with one. After thanking him, she took it. She put it behind her back with the over and propped herself up and drew up her knees a bit. She felt awkward and rude laying down when there was company. 

He started speaking about a dragon. Smudge. Luna frowned when she heard he had lost both his wings. The poor thing would never be able to fly again. Honestly, with injuries like that, she was surprised he had made it. 

She hadn't really even thought about work yet. Really she didn't want to, thought she knew in The back of her mind she would  have to, especially since dragons would have been injured in addition to the wounded humans.

 Dragon healing was a tough trade, and apparently the village had recruited Sven to act in her stead. Luna was very aware though that Sven wasn't a fully-trained healer and was partially inadequate for the job. But He did well enough though, and she appreciated his efforts beyond recognition. 

When he asked for a remedy, she said [red]"Oh well, you can probably take one of the books from my house and --"[/red] then she stopped. Her house was gone and all her herbs, her recourses, her tools. Everything. She clenched her fists and let out a shuddery sigh. Her mind was still wrapping around the fact that her house was just...gone. [red]"yeah uhm... My house is gone... And with it my remedies and resources. So there's a lot of things you could use, but you'll have to find it in the woods. I don't know what's going to be fresh right now, but I'll give you what should be  in season."[/red] she paused to recall the herbs by memory. [red]" For infections you can use Horsetail weed, Dried oak leaves, Chervil, Yarrow or Burdock. You can use Alder, Broom roots or Goldenrod to help wounds heal. Goldenrod is the best. Comfrey or Dock will ease pain.  For all those you'll need to use water and grind them to make an ointment. If he's feeling weak then give him Juniper or Lamb's ear plant stems, but he'll have to swallow them. I know it's a lot, but I'll be able to take over soon."[/red]

He made a comment about his Upbringing and career choice. Luna nodded and forced a smile.

There was a silence. She folded her hands on her stomach and stared down at her lap. She spoke in confusion and loneliness. [red]"Sven, my house is gone."[/red] she gazed up at him, a look of desperation on her face. She knew she had already said that, but she felt like, for her own sake, she needed to say it again. Like doing so made it more real for her. She shook her head in disbelief. [red]"And my dragons are gone. My dragons, Sven. And... And everything. I have no idea What am I going to do.
"[/red]

[Sven & Hermes]

Sven watched with his analytical eyes as Luna thought for a solution. She started, her answer sounding so evident... but she realised that as well. Her face showed a hidden devastation.

Reaching for his book, the feeling was starting to feel a little bit alien to him, having been so long that he had drawn his precious manual to the knowledge he had acquired over the years. He noted the names, some of them he recognised already from working with Luna previously.

But her face showed clear as day to Sven how she was feeling. And she expressed it quickly after. His expression softened. She lost a lot of things in not even the span of a morning. Sven could relate, but not on all terms.

Sven had seen Luna's house. The only things that showed there was a house there was the charred wooden pillars reaching for the sky, looking like the ribcage of a whale. The soil around the area was black. They would have to rebuild the house from scratch, with perhaps adjustments to accomodate more dragons.

Sven had also seen the corpse of Snatcher, a knifewound to the head. Hermes had voluntarily showed it to him. And apparently Snip had disappeared too...

Throwing his book to the other bed where the Hysterian had previously been, Sven came to sit by Luna's side. He sighed, wondering how to go about it. How could he be of consolation, when he could barely keep himself together? 'It's not about me today...' He reminded himself.

"Loss sucks." He started, staring at his knees. "I know that very well." He didn't know that Curtis had told Luna about Sven's tragedy.

Sven then smiled a little, turning to look at Luna now. "Besides, you haven't lost everything, you still have Curtis! You still have the village... You're still alive and well. Thank goodness for that. I shouldn't be so unconfident. I was looking after you before Ari arrived..." He couldn't believe what he just said about himself. Wasn't he supposed to be depressed?

Sven wondered if he should fill in what happened, since Luna was unconscious at the time. He didn't know whether she wanted to hear it. "Some cackly turquoise Nadder brought you in... I was closest, so I dealt with you. Hermes went to fetch Curtis for you... it's only logical, after all."

Thinking back, he did not regret this decision, relating it to his own misfortune. He preferred the fact that he had watched Kari's last breath, rather than the thought of her passing without him, the man she had cared about, to not be with her until the end. Both were bitter thoughts, but that was his personal opinion.

He watched Luna's reaction with bated breath. He began to wonder about her branding...

[Luna Heiler & Ayer]

Luna listened as Sven spoke. She nodded at his first comment. He stared at his knees. Then he looked up at her and continued. At the mention of still having Curtis, she managed a slight smile, which dissapeared the instant her mind wandered to not having him. Imagine of she had pulled through only to discover he hadn't. The mere thought made her stomach turn and her heart leap to her throat. She thought about what really happened. She imagined him showing up To see her battered Motionless body and wondered if he had experienced fear in even an instant's span not knowing she was still barely alive. She could recall only one thing very clearly for just before she passed out, she remembered trying to call his name. She wondered what would have happened if she had breathed her last that day in his arms even after the attempts to save her. Or even worse- what would have happened if she had breathed her last before he arrived. What if he had showed up to find her dead body covered in blood? Lifeless. Thinking those things scared her so she forced herself to stop.

[red]You saw me first? I must have looked pretty bad."[/red] She tries not to reflect on it.[red]"And that sounds like Scratchet."[/red] she said with a smirk. When he said about Hermes being the one to fetch Curtis. she said [red]"I don't think I shall ever be able to thank Hermes enough. I cant imagine what hysterics I would have been if he wasn't there."[/red] Her voiced trailed off and she glanced at Sven who seemed to be thinking, wondering about something. Then she realized why he was making all the emphasis on the couple. He was thinking of his passed girlfriend. She wasn't sure that he knew that she knew about that. She felt touched that he would look after them for that. She felt like she should say something. She layed one of her small hands over his larger ones and brushed a strand of her red hair out of her face then said softly [red]"Curtis told me about her... I'm... I'm sorry Sven, I can't begin to imagine what that was like, what you've been though..."[/red] She hoped he would know what she meant.

[Sven & Hermes]

Sven smirked at Luna's remark about Hermes. "She may act like a jerk half the time, but she does have a heart of gold. Don't take it personality if she shrugs you off if you express your gratitude to her. You helped her out, after all."

Before Sven could say anything else, Luna suddenly places her hand on his. It had almost made him jump, not expecting such a move. Coming from outside, her hand was a lot warmer. The Dragon Healer then confessed that Curtis had told her what he had exclusively parted.

So she knew.

His eyes widened that she knew his terrible secret. Well, he did tell Curtis, it was bound to reach her ears at some point. He quickly relaxed, turning to look at Luna. She felt deeply sorry for him.

He sighed. "Yeah." His other hand rummaged through his pocket, bringing out that charm bracelet. He was certain she had already seen this token, just before the war. He let the chain adorned with beads, tiny shells and cut stones lay in his hand. "You have no idea."

Sven remained silent for a moment after this. He didn't want this visit to turn melancholic, so he decided to try and change the subject. Since she knew about his loss, maybe he could risk a question for his own curiosity. He let the old Dragonologist self of him take over.

"Luna... When I was tending to you, I saw this... uhh, mark on your hips... What was that?"

[Luna Heiler & Ayer]

Luna listened and watched sympathically as Sven quietly expressed his remorse. She looked at the trinket cradled in his hand. It was a small chain with many charms dangling from it. She had seen him clutching it a few times before, but it had never occured to her that it was of such great sentimental value. She held out the wrist with her own little charmed bracelet clasped on it. [red]"Reminds me of mine... It's from Curtis."[/red] She wondered if this is what Curtis would be reduced to if she passed. Her mind wandered for a moment, losing focus on Sven. 

Her mind snapped back though when he mentioned a mark. She stared at him, alarmed. [red]"My-my mark?!"[/red] her eyes widened. He had seen it. She took a deep breath. Only then did she recall Ari telling her he had seen it. She wondered if he had told anyone else that he had seen it. That would be disaster. 

She stared at her lap for a moment. Then she nervously Contemplated how much to tell him. She was sure she could trust him, she just didn't know how many of her secrets to tell. 
There were so many. She thought about the look on his face when he discovered that she knew his secret, and she guessed that was pretty big for him. She decided to go ahead tell him everything she could.

[red]"Sven... I'm Hysterian. The people who attacked were my kinsmen."[/red] She watched his reaction. She tried to formulate another sentence, but she was in a nerve racking position. She felt exposed. Uncertainty was thick in the air. She finally managed to speak again, but she had subconsciously switched to dragonese in her nervousness. [red]"I'm sure you don't really know what that means. I'll try and explain. This is my story...I was born on Hysteria. It's a terrible place, Sven. They kill dragons. I... I grew up there. I was rejected as a warrior. I couldn't kill them. My father hated me. He wanted a male. And getting an undersized female with no warrior potential didn't strike him as a wonderful occurrence. I learned to heal there, and when I wasn't being taught that, I snuck off to discover more about dragons from them or learn their language from my cousin. There were battles with dragons often. I fell asleep far too many nights to the sound of their slaughter just outside the walls, it was torture. Ive never been able to sleep normally because of it. It's why I suffer from sleeplessness. Believe me Sven, you know nothing of war and bloodshedWhen I was ten, I ran away. I fled to Berk. I lied about where I had come from because I knew they would not accept a Hysterian. As you've been displayed, Berk and Hysteria are bitter enemies. This is where I've been for 5 years now.... But that's not all."[/red]

She had to pause. She knew he sat awaiting the rest, she could barely bring herself to say it.

[red]"I don't know if you've heard anything about someone named Ashaere, but there is some things you need to know about her. She is the lost Hysertian heir. She is the reason there was a war here. She has the entire Hysterian tribe after her. She was branded like an animal as a child so that she couldn't escape her duties. And when she moved to Berk 5 years ago... she changed her name to Luna so she would never be found."[/red]

[Sven & Hermes]

Sven was alarmed at the reaction, not expecting this. He never realsed that the branding meant a lot to Luna, and all of it not good. Had he have known this, he would have held his tongue. It was up to her to tell her tale, he made it clear through his expression that she didn't have to say anything if she didn't want to.

She confessed that she was Hysterian. This only sparked more questions than before. How did she get here? Why did she leave? What was Hysteria like? And so on. It was clear that Luna was severely distraught that he had learnt of this tiny slip of information. She began to explain herself, slipping into Dragonese. Luckily, Sven knew this language as well.

Sven remained silent, allowing Luna to speak without feeling even more pressure than she was already surely feeling. As she went along, Sven's stomach began to cringe at how terrible her history had been. Sven's misfortune in comparison made barely an indent in his point of view. They killed dragons... Sven, working alongside them and having chosen to study them as a career, could barely imagine a reason to slaughter dragons. It was true. Sven could barely imagine all that bloodshed she must have endured.

Luna then revealed her identity, if revealing that she was born of Hysterian blood wasn't enough. That she was the daughter of the chief, that the War had happened because they were searching for her. The War, which had thrown Sven into a heavy depression.

"Oh Luna..." He said softly, ignoring her real name. It was obviously a horrible souvenir of those times on Hysteria. He drew her into a hug, uncaring for what her boyfriend would think, uncaring that in accordance with past moments it could be considered awkward. She had poured her darkest secrets to him, a pain that not even Sven could comprehend, and she felt vulnerable that he now knew the full story, the truth. He made sure he did not disturb her healing back wound.

"I'm so sorry..." He continued in Dragonese. He felt great sympathy for her. "If I had known this was a terrible thing, I would have stayed quiet... What a horrible burden to bear..."

After this he said nothing. There were no words to describe how he felt, nor how Luna must be feeling as well. Her pain dwarfed his by so much...