Luna smiles just briefly, glad for a little hope but still doubtful of their overall situation. Both of them have a time ahead that will be long and tiring at best, and short-lived at worst depending on how things pan out. She tightens her grip on the first aid kit still in her hands and looks out through the forest. Luna can't do anything more here, but she is determined to make what time she has before she dies count.

"Stay safe," she says to Jeremy. "Don't be afraid to run if you need. Even if they've brought us here, we still have a choice in what we do...I want that to mean something." Then she turns to leave, because if she really does want to do something more then she ought to get going.