"i dont want to know Nyaka. i remember her from the first house. i would rather teach myself then be around someone so full of pain, rage, hatred and love. her emotions arent chaotic, they are in open warfare with eachother. i dont know, but i know knives arent the weapons for me... just tools." she looked up at him and grinned. she only kept her pace for another ten minutes before she slowly came to a stop and leaned over, bracing her hands on her knees as she panted. "i knew i missed running."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>