Much to think about...

Sirix walked slowly through the hallways. Some grays and greens ran by, but she was unbothered. She didn't even pay attention to them, she was in her own thoughts. She was soon interupted by a voice calling to her.
"Oh Sirix!~"
Sirix turned around only to be bear hugged by Luna Harrington.
"Oh Sirix! Welcome back from your mission!" said Luna.
"Yeah..." mused Sirix. She stood there, thinking how annoying it was when Luna hugged her. Then she thought of her bandages, since Luna is the one who creates the seals on them.
"Hey Luna, what do you think of the bandages?"
"Huh, what do you mean?
"I mean, do you think they are... sufficient?"
"Ehhh?? Are you telling me that they aren't good enough? I put a lot of work into them, you know!" Luna started to pout. "Don't tell me you don't like them...!"
"It's not that." Sirix sighed. "Nevermind."
"Are you alright? You seem gloomy today." Luna leaned towards Sirix, almost in her face. Sirix responded with a tap on the forehead.
"It's nothing, okay?"
Sirix walked away before Luna could respond or bother her with more questions.
Maybe I should relax or something...?