At her hand in a white bandage, grandma Li instantly directed her eyes when Luna rambled into the living room and greeted that old lady in a turquoise dress; it was futile to cover up her injured hand behind her back, that woman would still be able to spot it.
"T-that…y-your hand, what happened to it? How could you get into an accident?" With her trembling tongue of panic, her brain instructed her lips to inquire about the occurrence that put Luna at risk of hurting her hand.
Considering grandma Li's distress at knowing that her life was in danger for someone's revenge on her, Luna's mouth produced an untruth under her brain's instruction.
"My feet slipped on the slippery floor when I ambled out of the classroom, Grandma. And as my hand supported my body spontaneously, I sprained my wrist. The good news is that I can still cook despite needing some rest."
