"Luna," Doc said brightly as Indianna knocked on the infirmary door later that evening, a small smile on his face. "I assume you're here to see the girl?"
Indianna nodded and stepped inside. Her eyes landed on a petite figure curled up on a bed, clutching the sheets tightly. The girl's wide, fearful eyes flicked toward her. "How is she?" Indianna asked softly, her voice gentle.
"Healing well, but terrified," Doc sighed. "I'll leave you two alone. Call me if you need anything."
"Thank you," Indianna said, and Doc left, closing the door behind him.
Indianna walked closer and pulled a chair next to the bed. "Hello," she said softly. "I'm not going to hurt you. I just want to talk." She paused, giving the girl a calm, reassuring smile. "I'm Indianna. I want to help you. What's your name?"
