In a mumble did the words left her mouth. Words that were meant for nopony else then herself. "I need it. Just, a glass... will do. N-No, hold yourself together Rarity, n-not tonight, not here, not with them." All of them were spoken in an attempt to prevent her from losing her delicate inner balance even more. The unicorn just closed her eyes firmly on each other unto one another. Everything that she saw was just the utter darkness that were her own eyelids. It was her last resort in the ever so fainter becoming hope.