It wasn't that she didn't like the jungle. She loved exploring far away places, and going there with her father was one of her favorite things to do. This time though, she was feeling particularly more unsettled about things. Mostly because she felt like she had to behave herself, or try to be as non-neurotic as possible. Acting normal for the sake of others was something she didn't like to do very much, but she didn't want to leave a bad, unprofessional impression with everyone on Rolf's team. So far, she had acted as normal as possible, though she was barefoot almost everywhere she went.
She hadn't even realized she'd sat down next to Rolf until he spoke up. Had she actually been speaking to him? Oops. He seemed more than a bit skittish, or maybe he just really wanted to get away from her. It made Luna tilt her head and look at him for a moment, even as he stood up. A good long look, before she nodded. "If you bring me pudding, I shall make it." She was used to people wanting to be as far away from her as possible, so she sat where she was, fingers drumming into the table.