Truth? Neris looked back over at Ocieros, searching his face for some other reaction. A frown, but nothing else. Hiding something or just worried? He didn't really lie to her before, so probably just worried. Something still nagged at her, though. The others. Out there, the villagers. Just what happened? "Then--" she stopped herself. He would've told her if he knew. She at least trusted him to do that much. Maybe time will tell... the others were never willing in the first place.<br/><br/>"Then what?" Ocieros asked.<br/><br/>She opened her mouth, as if to speak, then closed it and frowned, shaking her head ever so slightly. "Forgot. Nothing important," she lied. Ignorance, joy, confusion, affection, interest. She mirrored others she read about and watched out on the street. Something else was missing from her, but she didn't particularly know what, or how to put it in words. The only things there on occasion were anger, hatred, indifference, hunger (but even with hunger she had to pretend to like something she didn't), exhaustion. It was taxing to keep up the facade, and Neris was already nearing her limits just from her time spent with Ocieros alone. Would there still be an ally if she shed her mask? No. In fact, it might've been why Carmine avoided her in the first place.<br/><br/>"Oh, when are we leaving tomorrow?" She asked, changing the subject. She'd seen just about everyone at the arena, and the other spectators knew that. She had quite the reputation after showing up so often. In fact, the others were willing to bet against her just to say they won money from her. She got up, blanket and all, and went over to where she usually hid her arena notes. The winnings used to be there too, but Neris had Ocieros keep it on him ever since the money mysteriously disappeared one day. It was easy to steal from a child, but not a soldier.<br/><br/>She reached around, expecting to find what she was looking for. Nothing.<br/><br/>Even her writing instruments were gone.<br/><br/>Neris took a few deep breaths to calm herself. This wasn't the first time this happened with the notes, but the instruments? She shot a glare in the direction of the door Carmine left by.<br/><br/>"What's wrong?" Ocieros walked over.<br/><br/>Neris closed her eyes and let out a long breath from her nose. Don't lose it... don't lose it... She bit the inside of her cheek and just showed Ocieros the missing items, knowing full well if she said anything, it'd be shouted in insults and swears.