"Solanine? The goth lady?" Well there was only one with that name, surely. Tinsel taped down the gauze, and then wrapped the whole arm with a bandage just to be sure. She spread the shirt out and draped it around Luna's shoulders before realising that Luna probably couldn't bend her arms that way. "Arms out straight," she said, putting the shirt on backwards instead, and buttoning it at the back once she'd rolled the collar down.
Okay. It was covered up. Tinsel took another cleansing breath and moved to put the socks on. "The guy is psychotic," she said softly. "Absolutely off his rocker. I went to Illunis to look for you. I got a couple of options for people who had been after you there. I had a feeling it'd be the stabby one."