Perhaps the act was much more humiliating than anything else. It was the simple act of being unable to control whether or not she cried and being punished for it instead of not being able to complete a bigger task. She could not even control whether or not she cried and now that Eris had made her, she had lied. It did not matter to her that she had not wanted to or tried not to but the fact she had cried and Eris pointed it out made her head shake lightly and her lip tremble. The frustration level went up and the higher it did, the more she actually wanted to cry. She could not hold it back anymore and the faster the tears formed in her eyes, breaking and falling down her face.
"I'm sorry," she cried apologetically as if she had done something terrible, as if she had broken Eris' favorite object or failed to do something important. Her fingers balled up into her hand as she tried to stop herself, knowing better than use her hands to wipe the tears away. Her jaw parted to speak again, to beg for forgiveness, but her words had disappeared with all the spirit she had built in the last few months and resorted back to the pitiful girl she had been on the border of Inferni some time ago.