Nalia could just raise an eyebrow at the way Axle and Galen spoke to each other. It felt very similar to the way she and Lydia used to treat each other. Lydia was certainly Galen in this duo, always sincere, trying to help. Nalia could definitely relate more with Axle, at least, while she was still alive. She’s trying to do better by her sister than to just shrug her off each time she tried to help. Axle and Galen didn’t have the relationship she and her sister had, so to compare them as such really was unfair. Still, she couldn’t deny the similarities.<br/><br/>When Axle had suggested moving the conversation elsewhere, Nalia had to agree. Her eyes glanced over to Sephiroth, and once again, she sighed inwardly. She really did want to help, but it seemed the best way for her to help was to just steer clear. Seemed difficult since she’s the one who runs the bar, but at the very least she could send somebody else in to cover a shift or two whenever he does come in.<br/><br/>With a nod, she reached over to grab another bottle of ale and placed it on the bar counter, leaving it for the rest of the party to imbibe in as they saw fit. “Yeah, I think I need a change of scenery. Let’s go.” So, Nalia downed what was left of her drink, placed the glass back down onto the bar, and walked around the bar to the other side and made her way out, this time without an announcement, and hopefully with Axle in tow, making their way to the hallway of anger rooms.<br/><br/>The hallway was rather plain. There were two lines of three or four doors on either side, nothing adorning them save for a “vacant/occupied” sign, one of which was on the “occupied” side. She knew who that was. He was always in there when he wasn’t working. Nalia walked over to one of the vacant doors on the opposite side of the hall and unlocked the door, opening it to reveal a plain silvery metallic room. “It looks lame, I know, but there are different settings we can adjust it to to look and feel like we’re somewhere else. Any particular place you’d prefer to have this conversation? A beach? A forest? A desert? Maybe something more specific like a favorite restaurant, or something even weirder like on a spaceship. Literally anything your imagination can come up with, I can set it here.” She said all this while pointing to a touch screen panel on the wall next to the door. “Normally this is a place where you can spar with another person, or fight holographic physical simulations of people or monsters. It’s meant to take out aggressions, like my employee over in the other room. But we can use it to just hang out in, too. I just won’t spawn any enemies to fight.”<br/><br/>Lydia sat at her desk and saw her sister head to the anger rooms with one of the new guests. When she waited and saw that Nalia wasn’t returning to the bar, she picked up her phone and called a busboy to cover her. So, a few moments later,<a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2Fimages.app.goo.gl%2FCEeM48YjrZhgDhLb7&amp;hash=52f5461fe1070370515c8ddae2ac20c5" href="https://images.app.goo.gl/CEeM48YjrZhgDhLb7" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">one of the men in the hotel uniform</a>strode over to the bar and took Nalia’s place behind it, ready to serve whoever needed.