"Oh. Thanks." Luna took the key. She twiddled her fingers before leaning forward confidentially again.

"You don't really like each other, do you." It was a statement, not a question. There was a brief pause. "But you could probably tell me his name?" Luna asked, gesturing in the direction of the hallway leading to the rooms, or in other words, the direction in which the demon nice man-shaped being had stalked off in.