Tinsel gave Luna a tired smile in return, and placed her hand on the small of Luna's back to rub gently as Darcy (or was it Hecate?) did her work. She felt so sad that this had happened. She'd never had to witness this sort of horror before anywhere outside of TV, and she felt kind of sick about it, her heart aching for her friend. She wanted to curl herself around Luna and help her feel better, but she was afraid to touch her in case it hurt, so instead she sat close and wrapped the shirt around Luna's torso, hopefully affording a little warmth.
A single tear managed to escape her and she dashed it away quickly, glancing at the other lady as she did so, hoping she hadn't seen.