Mira was content to just let Beth and Jareth talk it out while she listened. Jareth had put her in another one of her contemplative states where she questioned if all this effort was really worth the eventual payoff. She had invested so much time, effort, and passion into learning how to hold her own in an MW that she hardly had a life outside of it. Every now and again, she'd just get to the point where she questioned if the end result was worth it. She could easily just go get a job at a mechanic shop somewhere, spend all of her days repairing MWs instead of trying to force herself to fight in them, and be perfectly content.<br/><br/>Yet here she was, always moving forward...<br/><br/>...........................<br/><br/>Jillian let out something that sounded like a hybrid between a laugh and a grunt as she heard Montresor speak his joke about her fan base. "Yeah, like the people in question really couldn't just go online and look up some naked body with my face plastered on it. I swear, people make me sick sometimes"