Luna looked up from the pillow with a slow sleepy blink. She didn't want to fall asleep now that she had company to protect her from the storm but it was late and every minute took effort for her to keep her eyes open. She pushed herself up to her elbows and grabbed the blanket that Llewellyn had offered.

Watching her unfold the blanket was awkward but she eventually got the warm fabric curled around her and Pretzel with other their heads sticking out.

The thought of something to eat brightened her sleepy gaze and she nodded but she wasn't sure if she could stomach anything solid. Her stomach hurt but something warm to drink would be perfect. She wondered if he had warm milk but when she tried to speak it was silent. Luna frowned and then tried to mime the act of drinking for him to understand.