Luna awoke to the most comfortable bed she'd slept in in a long while. Along with the most unfamiliar sounds. There wasn't the normal morning noises from the beach drifting in through the window. Nor was there the warm, and occasionally humid, heat blowing in. Instead, everything felt comfortable and lovely. Enough so that Luna didn't want to get out of bed.
The one that obviously had had someone in it with her.
Luna bolted upright, checking to make sure she was still in one piece. Thankfully, she was wearing her night pajamas still. That was a good sign, wasn't it? Her socks were still on too (her favorite purple ones), well at least one of them. Throwing her legs over the edge of the bed, she ran a hand through her loose hair, letting it settle around her shoulders as she toed off the lonely sock and got up to stretch and find out where the oth-oh.
"Rolf?" Luna's voice shook just a little, realizing they weren't on the island at all. This was someplace she hadn't been. But the man standing on the balcony was unmistakable, "Rolf..what are you doing?"