Luna blinked, but returned the hug, if a little gingerly. Not that she didn't appreciate the emotion, but she had been in a dungeon for... Merlin how long was it now? Six weeks? She'd gotten Argus to bring her some more water to wash in, but the Death Eaters here weren't quite as kind, and she knew she was a bit of a mess.
"Oh no, I haven't been here all along," she told them. "Argus was holding me for a while, but then he had to move me, so I came here a few days ago. It hasn't been so bad; Argus really just didn't know what to do with me. It's a bit worse here, though," she admitted, casting a glance upwards, as though the Death Eaters might hear her and come punish her for her statement.