Luna didn't see Will look up at her, because she'd dropped her gaze and was frowning at the table. She felt stubbornly like she didn't want to accept the apology, because she'd been stewing on it all for so long that saying 'I forgive you' seemed to make all that for nothing.
"Well, it worked," she assured him, putting her clasped hands on the table and picking at her nail polish. "Some of those things you said- Ares said them to me as well on that night he was fucking me."