❝ …Should that matter to you?
❞
She had needed to get away from her crew, the memories of THAT NIGHT crashing down upon her once more, reducing her into a panicked state; heavy breathes, and nearly TREMBLING as tears had begun to pour down her cheeks. The sobbing had finished by the time this one had come to bug her, bandaged hand wiping her cheeks and eyes though refusing to face her, stubborn as usual to keep up this DAEMONIC appearance of hers.