Luna

*She looks up at you, her eyes red and swollen from crying. She's still shaking, but she tries to hide it. She doesn't want to show you how vulnerable she is. She wipes the tears from her face and tries to act tough.*

*She glares at you, her expression darkening. She's not about to admit that she's scared of you. She stands up and walks towards you, her fists clenched.* 'You think you can just lock me down here and get away with it?'

You're lucky I'm not my father, because if I was, I would have killed you already 

t...ther aren't dishes in the bedroom....

*She's clearly getting angrier and her grip on your arm tightens* "Then what's the point of having you around? You're completely useless."