Skye smirked at the comment of strong, but she let Anya collect her thoughts. It sounded like Anya had a lot to work through... And then she finally found the words and that, that confirmed it.<br/><br/>The Wolf frowned as she kept her eyes on the road, her expression letting Anya know she was listening.<br/><br/>"...This political shit is...a bit above my pay grade," she muttered. "I don't really pay attention to these things, outside of what happens in the local. But I guess, back in...Val... Valtoria. That was your local, wasn't it? And this duchess...Nevrakis. Hmm... Proud girl bouncing back from setbacks and taking it all on the chin... Yeah, I can kinda see it."<br/><br/>Anya's story took them all the way back to Skye's apartment. Pulling in and parking, Skye got the door for Anya, and led her back inside.<br/><br/>"And... I also know what it's like to have someone close to you get exposed for some serious shit. 'course, I had a hand in some of that shit, so... guess I'm a bit less noble than your royal crush."