This took a turn for the worse, Nalia thought to herself as the tears freely fell. She should have kept her mouth shut. She was always known to just vomit up whatever was on her mind, having close to zero filter through majority of her life. She was never a bad person, but she was never any good at knowing when enough was enough. That’s where her sister shown brightest. Lydia was the diplomatic one. She could read people and know just what to say in any situation with sacrificing her own heart in the process. Nalia was stronger physically, but Lydia was stronger everywhere else. Who wouldn’t go for somebody like that?<br/><br/>Nalia quickly shook her head before she let herself spiral more. She felt bad for bringing the party down the way she did, even though Axle seemed to take everything she dumped onto him rather gracefully. He certainly wouldn’t be able to help her with what she desired most, of that she was certain, but there was no need to let that get in the way of some semblance of happiness she could manage to reap from him. Especially since he seemed so willing to give it to her, at least from a superficial standpoint. It was the most she could ever ask from somebody at this moment. Who knew what would happen after now. That didn’t matter. What mattered was that he was there in some capacity, climbing into bed, making room for her to lay with him even after everything she had said.<br/><br/>She only now realized that in all that time, through all that ranting, he hadn’t let go of her hand, not once. Not even as he threw off his towel and made his way to the bed. Nalia inhaled a deep sigh before letting it out with a nod. She let her own towel slip off her body, which she threw over to the same chair he threw his, and climbed in next to him. Between the alcohol from before the sparring, and the physical taxation from the intense activity and exertion that seemed to last for eternity, perhaps it was her exhaustion that pushed her mind into these places and forced her to dwell. At least, she hoped that’s what it was. She had long since let those thoughts creep into her head, that when they reared their ugly heads back into her consciousness, it was more than she could bear, and Axle was the poor soul that happened to be present to witness the fallout. Granted, it definitely could have ended much worse.<br/><br/>“I think some rest would do us very well, yes...” she agreed in a slight whisper, speaking in hopes that the statement would get her own mind to take a hint and shut up. “Thank you...for listening. That was a lot, probably more than you bargained for, but I appreciate you not running away....at least not yet.” She let out that last bit with a chuckle, saying it mostly in jest...mostly.