Could she?
"I'm not hungry," She stated simply, thirsty, sure, a little bit, but the shock of her body being wounded... No, Luna wasn't hungry. Probably should eat, yes. Not hungry though. Luna didn't try sitting up a second time, no, she rolled onto her side with a pained grunt, pushing her hands down so she was on her hands and knees, giving a groan of pain, her head falling forward in a curtain of white. "I just... Can't lay on my back anymore," She sighed before sitting back on her heels.
Finally she looked down at herself, naked torso except for the bandages. A weary glance to the man.
He'd seen her breasts. Luna blushed and wanted to cross her hands over her chest but... That hurt, so the movement was abortive and she just pressed her hands to her thighs. Everything hurt, sitting up hurt, but laying down was going to drive her crazy. So the hurt was worth it. "Don't let my father know you've seen me topless," She stated, perhaps a little delirious still, "He'll demand you marry me."