As both of them awoke, Doc fed them as much food as he could bring them. He explained what had happened to their comrades that didn't make the journey. Luna seemed to be more heartbroken than Gabriel. If anything, Gabriel looked angrier hearing the news. However, he still thanked Doc and continued eating his food in peace next to Luna.
"Another one of us. Just how many more are we going to lose?"
Luna stared wistfully into the distance, trying to clear her head.
"We never wanted to lose anyone to begin with. I didn't know... none of us really expected anyone to die. Does anyone ever? Who's to say we aren't next?"
Gabriel slammed his fist into the ground and slowly stood up. His legs shook as he balanced himself against the trunk of the tree.
"I'll be damned if I'm next."
Luna looked up at Gabriel. His eyes seemed to turn a strange shade of red as they leaked determination.
"Then I think you should rest for now until you are fully healed."
