Luna listened to Constance's story, where she was settled, finding herself growing more and more angry as the story went on. When it came to an end, Luna stood up, and smoothing over her cloths as if she had all the time in the world, she turned to Constance, and seemed to take a moment to choose her words, carefully, as if worried Constance wouldn't be able to understand her if she used big words. [b]"So"[/b] She said slowly, [b]"let me get this straight"[/b] She shifted to her full height, which wasn't much, and shook her hair out of h er face. [b]"You seem to have a low opinion of me-or did until i saved your ass with my medical knowledge, and sort of treated me like rubbish despite having once been treated like rubbish yourself. And then you tell us this story, which is basically saying how you climbed to riches and won't help those that truly need it, that you know need it because you experienced it. That sure is a real happy story"[/b] She said with sarcasm, her gaze never once leaving Constances She continued [b]"And then you try to turn the attention to me, by asking whether or not my fellow nurses basically become nurses to get into doctors pants for [i]money[/i]. Do you realise how insulting that is?"[/b] She said, truly appauled by this...stuck up woman. [b]"Raoul can bugger off, everyone knows I did it, but I don't do this job for recognition, or credit. I do it to [i]help[/i] people, something you see to have forgotten how to do in your drive to get away from everything that made you who you are, effectively becoming nothing more then the people who thought you rubbish to beging with"[/b] She turned to glance at Edward, not particularly caring if she was sounding like...well a conscience. Perhaps a vicious one at that, but Constance seemed to need one, having to, it appeared, lost it in her rise to power. [b]"No, that sort of thing does not happen, and I would appreciate it if you didn't try to besemech my profession. We work damn hard for what we do, and we do it so that people don't have to die, so that people can go home to their families"[/b] She turned so she was looking at both of them. She shook her head, [b]"Do you want to know what my childhood was like? My mother was raped, didn't want me, it was a miricale I survived to be four years old, when my mother killed herself. My adoptive Father found me, and took me in, despite not having anything himself, and gave me the world. He worked dman hard to give us a house, and send me to school. And I happily give him a good amount of my paycheck. So that's my life"[/b] She said, furiously, [b]"I came on this expedition in the hopes of getting enough money to become a doctor, so I can give him the life he deserves"[/b] She turned away from both of them, shaking still, and bowing her head. [i]I miss you, Daddy[/i]