Crounching to match his height Luna disheveled his hair with her hand. "Romeo, it's really you." She pulled him close and embraced him. To her surprise he held on tight like he had recognized that it was his dead aunt.
"Thumby." He called her that again, eliciting the young woman to laugh softly. She figured that since he didn't know her name he had decided to call her that. When he finally tore away from her, she asked him why he was all alone.
"Where is your mom?" Luna asked scanning his face for answers. In response to her question her pointed in the opposite direction which was towards the restaurant.
"I came with nanny." He spoke as his hand held hers again.
Tracing his short arm to the direction where he pointed, Luna's head turned only to see Teresa immersed in a deep conversation on the phone, judging by how she was blushing and swinging from side to side, it had to be her lover or someone close to that.
