Eventually Luna drew herself back up from him, slowly and heavily, but didn’t make any move to get off his lap. Instead she reached up and ran her hands through her sweaty hair, trying not to let all the Thoughts start settling down onto her. Oh, but they were trying. Even as she waited for her breath to come back completely, she was already formulating all the reasons why this had been a fucked up thing to do.
She looked down at Will and didn’t quite know what to say. Maybe she should just kiss him again, because the kiss was a perfect distraction from everything else. But she didn’t think it would entirely solve the conflicting thoughts inside her.