Luna turned to Neville, not wanting to seem too eager and make him nervous. However, the knowledge that something was wrong enough with Neville that he needed time to recover from the news before he could share it had been dangling at the back of her mind all week. Even if it wasn't a curse or a life-threatening illness, there were many things that could go wrong with the human body that could drastically change one's quality of life, and she'd had to rein in her imagination from concocting brand new ailments when she'd run out of the ones she already knew.
From Neville's tone and words, she expected she was about to find out just how bad it was, which she welcomed, since then she could get down to the living with it instead of wondering. "Yes?" she said, placing her hand on Neville's wrist in encouragement.