[ The anniversary of.... us? There's a little nod of her head, another brighter smile growing from her. But it stops suddenly at the sight of his frown. Luna's uncertain for a long moment, not sure where he's mentally gone. And then when it comes clear that he... forgot, and isn't quite happy about that fact, her expression blinks into surprise. Oh.

She makes a small sound, something soft to catch his attention. She reaches up with one hand, brushing the backs of her fingers against his jaw line gently. ]

... Don't be upset, if you didn't remember. [ Her brow furrows slightly. ] I'm not. A lot's happened, you know?

[ In terms of a year, probably too much, considering. Dying, the last few chaotic months of Deerington, waking up from the dream, adjusting to life in the Waking World. Not to mention that whole night was... quite the mixed bag. So no, not upset with him if he didn't remember. There's a long silence as she thinks, her hand still lightly petting against his jaw and then she suddenly raises her eyebrows. ]

We don't... have to do.... things, or anything. [ She gives him a lopsided smile. ] I just like that I got to be with you.