Draco was irritated with everyone for thinking it was okay to behave like this when it had only been 2 days since the Devil was purged from her body after 11 years of it being inside her and slowly corrupting her and eating away at her mind. Draco was telling the truth yesterday when she told Fenrir that the heavy weight that had been getting heavier over the years had completely gone away after the Demon King was purged and his guild defeated but she wasn't quite recovered from the whole ordeal. She was still recovering physically and emotionally from the whole incident and she felt that there had been enough fighting for one year. It was halfway through the 2nd week of December and she was tired of the fighting. Draco listened to Fenrir as he spoke about how moving on from tragedy was hard along with how he was going to win anyways. When Fenrir said that he was going to win anyways she tighted the bandage painfully on the injury she was currently wrapping with a smile on her face which clearly showed that she didn't care who was going to win because she was still mad. Draco then loosened it as he spoke about how it still didn't make it okay that he was fighting and that saying move on or grow up wouldn't fix anything.<br/><br/>Draco sighed and said, "I know saying those things won't fix what happened but neither will dwelling on it too much. It's okay to look back on past mistakes and tragedies sometimes, just as long as you look back on them with the intent to learn from those experiences to help you prevent something similar from happening again as long as it is within your power to do so. But it's also important to not be afraid of making mistakes because that's how everyone learns and grows." Draco soon finished tending to Fenrir's wounds and stood up to walk away but before she completely turned away from Fenrir she said, "I've had enough fighting for one year." Draco then  over to James and tended to his wounds before going up into the stands. Draco said, "It's only noon and I already want to turn in for the day because this nonsense is tiring me out." Draco then walked back to the guild after everyone started to head back and fell asleep leaning on Natsu after they both sat down at on of the tables.<br/><br/>It was clear she wasn't kidding when she said she that the nonsense from today was making her tired. Draco's head slipped from her Daddy's shoulder and was about to hit the table but luckily Natsu caught her just and time to lay her head in his lap. The truth was that it wasn't just the nonsense making her tired, it was her health. Draco had gotten sick from her lack of rest since the incident with the Demon King. She had been too scared to sleep since it had been purged because she was scared of what she might end up dreaming about. It wasn't obvious that Draco's skin was pale from sickness because it had always been pale from her wrapping her skin in clothes to prevent any of it from being seen for years since she came back to Fairy Tail. Draco's hair fell over her face as she slept, hiding the fact that her face was starting to get red from her high fever.