Yara
“Luna, may I speak with you privately?” one of the female warriors asks, coming up behind us.
“I can clean. I just need to know where everything is,” Noelle says eagerly.
“Stay with Savannah until I get back,” I tell her, then turn to the warrior.
“I’m sorry, I don’t know your name,” I say.
“I’m Eva, Luna.”
“Eva, come with me, let’s take you into a room so we can talk privately.”
I notice that she’s tentative, nervous, which makes me a bit nervous. I’m not sure why she’d be nervous, unless she’s injured, and I missed it and she’s come to tell me.
When we get to the room, I gesture for her to sit and then I sit across from her.
“What can I help you with?” I ask her.
“I can’t shift,” she whispers, looking down at the floor.
I immediately go into doctor mode, thinking through
