Only alive when I pretend

Hello? Oh my, is this- [There's a quiet shuffling noise, followed by a few gentle taps before the camera finally switches on to join the audio, revealing a slender redhead who's slightly trembling hands doesn't really suggest she's comfortable being here.] Ah, there we go.

[She straightens up and rests the communicator against her bed's headboard, folding her hands over her lap and offering a timid smile. Her cabin's not exactly fancy, it's just... busy. Filled to the brim with flowers of all sorts, from obscure breeds to the most common dandelions, it's more like a garden than a bedroom - and that's just what you can see from over Luna's shoulder.]

Hello. I'm Luna - n-no last name, just Luna. [A hand comes up to cover her mouth as she giggles; the very picture of what a traditional lady should be.] I suppose that must be a little strange to some of you, but I hope you'll forgive me. I-if you like, you could just think up a surname for me, although I suppose it wouldn't be too official...

[Her cheeks go pink as she remembers that now isn't the time for being a cutie pie, this is the time to be a professional lady and accept her full life consequences. Or something along those lines. She may have signed a contract, but Luna still isn't too certain what she's supposed to be doing around here - maybe she should ask? Actually, yeah. Asking sounds like the smart thing to do.]

Anyway, I've recently been assigned to this ship as a... What was it again? Oh! Yes, a Warden. I've been told it means I should be taking care of you all, so please come to me if you need anything. U-unfortunately, I don't have any of my certifications with me, but I'm sure the Admiral would show them to you if you asked.