Luna beamed at her friend and gave a sigh of relief when she was on her own two feet--although she immediately fell to her hands and knees as he let go. Her wings were torn and too damaged to fly, it seemed all they could do was partially close and hang behind her in that cape-like fashion she was so accustomed to.
"I am sure it's nothing," she said before trying to stretch said wings and make a good show. When she couldn't she looked back up to the man and nodded.