As the wounds began to look less raw, Hecate took her eyes off Luna for a moment to give Tinsel and Hecuba a (tired, worn) smile. "She's a wise old girl," she said to Tinsel. "She chooses her friends well, every time. Qebhet is right; you did well. And you, Luna," she turned back, and her eyes held regret. "You've survived such things, more than many. Killing is not easy on the heart, is it? What do you want to do now?"