<strong>Neria Zathrieal<br/>Time; Evening, Day 1<br/>Location; Neria's Bedchambers and classroom<br/>Tagged; Yuri</strong><br/><br/>Now she was intrigued, to say the least as he tried to put a brave face on his past, but she was far more perceptive than that.  She wouldn't let him off that easily as she put a hand on his shoulder before gently pushing his chin up to look her in the eyes.  "Tell me, if you wish Yuri.  As I've said before, I'm a healer in all forms, and I meant it when I did.  It's clear to me that it still troubles you, whatever it is you did.  Consider this what you will, but I'm here if you ever need someone to talk to if nothing else."  She offered, letting him go although she was reluctant to do so, her compassionate and empathetic nature very clear to him, let alone anyone else that might have been passing by.  Her sea green eyes radiated that same warmth that would be hard to deny her wish to help him if he let her of course, but if he wasn't willing she wouldn't press further.  "Anyway, you didn't kill the mood, you simply moved it in a different direction, that's all.  Everyone has things they find hard to share, even I....even I have things I am not proud of doing in my past, things that have shaped me into who I am today.  If I am pushing too hard, just tell me and I'll stop, Yuri, but it's in my nature to care....some would say too much so but it is how I am, and most that I tend to appreciate what I do a great deal."