[b]"You're not fine, so stop telling me you are when I can see the evidence that you aren't"[/b] Luna said, perhaps a bit too harshly, but that was probably due to the conditions she was working in. [b]"You need to work on your reaction time, when something big comes at you, [i]you dive away[/i] from it. We can't always keep an eye on everything for you"[/b] When she was done, she sighed continuing with her examination, finally standing and getting the officer to help get Constance out the cave. She couldn't very well carrying the woman that far! 

Once back at Camp, Luna opened her kit, and said with an apologetic tone [b]"This is going to hurt, but you were thrown so chances are you hit your head, and I don't want to give you pain killers in case you have a concussion, but I have to stitch the wounds shut so you don't bleed out. Let me know if it gets too much"[/b] She said softly, regretting what she had to do, but knowing that it needed to be done. who knew when the others would get back? She hoped none of them needed medical treatment with her here. When they made it back to the boat, Luna had Constance taken to the infirmary, where she could watch her. 

Finally figuring that enough time had passed that she could risk some pain medication, she made up a tonic, and gave it to Constance, sitting back to wait for the others to come back aboard, hoping that they would all be alright. When everyone returned, Luna was relieved. She bustled around the medbay to make sure it was organised, but it was mostly nit-picking. She didn't particularly want to leave Constance alone-just in case. 

Weary, she sat down, wondering what else would happen on their adventure. It certainly had been an elightening time so far. She had learned so much about herself, already. And they certainly had had excitement. The ship being on fire, the storm...the monster...surely there couldn't be much more to experience? yet then, just how far had they come? It was an interesting thought process, and Luna leaned back in her chair.