67. Trust me, I am trying to help.

"I don't understand," Gwen muttered, slightly confused. Luna kept eyeing her suspiciously; her facial expression was unreadable. The woman herself seemed confused, but the frown on her face, clearly showed off her dissatisfaction. Gwen watched the woman stand up and take a few, shaky steps closer to her; Luna's eyes never leaving her tiny form.

"What are you doing? Is something wrong?" Gwen asked,