Dimi gave a slightly disgusted look to Sako's brother, then slowly smiled and nodded at Sako. "It's alright. This is nothing next to what you'd hear from my..." she trailed off, then tears filled her eyes for a moment. She slung her satchel around her shoulder, wincing as it felt as if she'd turned her entire body into some giant bruise. Whimpering lightly, she nodded and followed in silence to the cab car, head aching and the ringing in her ears threatening to become perpetual. Dimi shook off the feeling. She settled in the backseat, pulling her sketchbook out and struggling to draw a new picture. All that jumped onto the page was a scribbly line as her hand trembled.