The First Servant

Luna glared at Mark.

"Don't be stupid and stop making fun of me. Do you have anything I can change into? I need to change out of these clothes."

Mark shrugged. 

"We can steal something from the residents. One sec. I'll head out and come back in a few seconds."

Luna immediately put her hands up as she noticed Mark getting up to head out.

"No, no, that isn't necessary! You don't need to leave!"

Mark was stunned by her immediate refusal. Was she not the one that wanted to change just a moment ago? It wouldn't even take thirty seconds for him to head out and find something that she could wear. 

Luna shook her head when Mark tried to leave again, and this time she took a step towards him with a deep, intense look in her eyes. She held him by the hand firmly.