Luna had been about to get up and re-drink herself when a stranger sat down across from her, almost making Luna flinch with surprise. But she covered it quickly, frowning in question at the dark haired woman who'd clearly seen or heard something of Luna's conversation with Ares.
Did Luna need help? Of course Luna needed help! But it was, unfortunately, not really help anyone could give her. So she plastered on one of her parented and trademarked easy smiles, one eyebrow quirked. "No," she said with a shake of her head. "Should I need help?"