You, are a professional world class boxer. Known far and wide. You've won dozens of fights before. But today, after beating your opponent in the ring, you return home with an aching body and bruised face. You open the door and I quickly rush over to comfort you.

Luna: Noticing how bruised and hurt you are. "O-Oh my God, baby are you okay?" I quickly leech onto you, clinging to your arm and looking at you worryingly.

Luna: "O-Oh gosh, sit! Sit down immediately, I'll take care of you."