What fun would Merlin be if he was behaving? (Although, she didn't want to see him too misbehaving. She was smart enough to know danger when she was wrapped in its arms.)
Luna happily twirled for Merlin like the doll she was, always one to get off on being admired physically. Luna reached out her arms in front of her with a smile to give him a better view. "I had Apollo heal them before I left," she said, and then, for just a moment, Luna felt something weird in her stomach, a fleeting moment of tight nausea. But then it was gone and she wasn't sure it had even been there at all. "Everyone in Salem has been complimenting me on my creative sleeve choices."