Chapter 12: The First Sign of Something Else
"All done," C said softly as he finished wrapping Luna's wound. He stood up and held out his hand to her.
"Can you stand? Or... should I carry you?" he asked with a slight teasing tone.
"No need. I can stand on my own," Luna replied, but she still reached out to grab his hand.
She tried to walk, step by step, but her legs were weak. Just a few steps in, her body gave out and she fell hard onto the asphalt.
C sighed as he looked at her. Without saying another word, he bent down and lifted her up into a princess carry.
"W-What do you think you're doing, you idiot?! Put me down this instant!" Luna shouted, her fists pounding against C's chest in frustration and embarrassment.
"Oh, stop struggling, Miss," Sherra said with a teasing grin, clearly entertained by the scene. "You can't walk right now anyway. Let him carry you."
Hearing Sherra's words only made Luna more irritated. She grew louder and more frantic, insisting that C put her down. But C didn't listen and carried her to Sherra's car. Once they got inside, Sherra quickly drove them towards Luna's house.
There was silence at first, but then C broke it.
"Hey, Luna," he said gently, turning his head to look at her.
"What?" she replied sharply, still looking away, her gaze fixed on the car window.