"No," she said. Then she turned to soak the washcloth back into the water, and couldn't find it. It was pitch dark. "Uh, yeah, actually. I can't find the damn water," she said. Luna's hair was illuminating in the dark; it had a silvery sheen. Since she was looking at it, it didn't seem any darker. But when she turned away, it was dark. Dawn managed to stumble her way out of the tent after making sure Luna's fever was down.