Luna was many things. While she considered herself strong, she knew she wasn't strong enough to carry a grown woman, cursing, muttering and grimacing, Luna tugged Constance up as gently as she could, panting with the effort she shot out [b]"Pull your damn weight, I can't carry you completely"[/b] She shifted so that she was under Constances uninjuried arm, side, [b]"Hop if you bloody well have to"[/b] She could drag the other woman, but she didn't think that would do well for her injuries. She should have pushed Constance away. done something other then dive away. [b]"I'm sorry Constance, but you have to move it, damn it"[/b] She began to move as best she could, with Constance slowing her down, she felt like she was a turtle, carrying its shell-and boy, no wonder they walked slow. 

At Conray's shout, Luna knew she wouldn't be able to get behind them, so instead she flattened herself, and Constance, against the wall. She grimaced at the sounds of the weapons going off, holding Constance to her, she kept her eyes closed. She swallowed, and opened her eyes to see what had happened. Letting out a few slow breaths, Luna shifted, once more supporting Constance's full weight, she was greatful to be able to put the woman down, panting, sweating and just generally exhausted. She took a moment to gather herself, before crouching by Constance, and beginning to check her over, she didn't need the order to stay with her, although she wished she could go with them. 

[b]"I want you to tell me what hurts, and if anything hurts when I press on it, okay?"[/b] She said, beginning to examine Constance, she didn't care about modesty-what was modesty when compared to finding out if something was serious? She sought to stop any bleeding she found, gently poking bones to feel if there was anything broken, feeling her head to make sure there was no shattering of her skull, running her hands down Constance's shoulder, arm, chest, ribs, hip, with all the skill that came from being a nurse, being efficent, not lingering and managing to keep a border between professional and just down right feeling her up, never Luna's intention. 

She wouldn't stop her examination unless Constance screamed bloody murder, and when she was done, Luna shifted, taking out things from her first aid satchel, beginning to do what she could, she kept her attention focused on Constance, and not the dead-please, god, let it be dead-monster, hoping that the others would be caught in even more trouble.