Her body tensed and there was a strangled sound of pain, but she kept her mouth closed tight. Tears began to leak down her cheeks and her breathing was slow and tense but she didn't cry out. She would have given her left arm to be able to turn to stone again right now and ignore all this pain. She'd have given both arms to be sent home once and for all.

Thankfully Luna is good at what she does, peeling away the melted suit as best she can, the fabric coming apart in some places and exposing the raw skin and nerves underneath. Like ripping off a scab if Sandy were to try and compare it to something.

Which she would if she wasn't putting all her effort into not screaming or looking at it.