Luna stopped punching the bag and fell down in a heap in exhaustion and started crying. Hopefully, this would bring Naieves over to her, which it did.
Naieves walked over to her swiftly and quietly. "I'm sorry about last night, I didn't mean it I swear."
"Why does he hate me so much? I saw what he did to that punching bag. I know he was imagining my dead corpse."
"And you were doing the same thing, right?"
"Sorta. I'm just so mad. I know I tried to kill both of you, but that was when I didn't have my own form. I just want to be friends. Nothing more, nothing less."
Naieves sighed and lowered her voice. "I see why Hershel is suspicious. He thinks you're being nice just to befriend us then try to destroy us again. It takes awhile to be forgiven. However, it shouldn't be too long. In the meanwhile, try not to get yourself killed."
They stayed silent for awhile before Luna spoke again, also lowering her voice. "There wasn't ever a force field."
"I know." Naieves replied.
"You at least know it wasn't me...right?"
"Yeah, I do. I've gotten word that Father went insane and..." Naieves almost started crying. "You're technically the only family I have left. That's one of the only reasons I'm protecting you."
Luna got up and Naieves hugged her. Luna was surprised at first, but then she hugged her back. They released from their hug.
They looked at each other as if thinking the same thought: What would his reaction be?
They both laughed a bit, then Naieves walked away.