Her face was softer than it had been. She almost felt bad for her impolite behaviour when she had met the young male in the mansion. It had not been a good day for her, but when did she ever see any day as good anymore, really? Her smile seemed almost apologetic as he stepped closer. Her hands folded behind her back and she nodded when he said that he guessed she was feeling better too. Her body wanted to cringe as she briefly touched the surface of the horrors she had experienced, but it was easier to keep the turmoil inside and away from her outer features. That day in the mansion the same memories had caused her vision to spin mercilessly and her stomach had twisted and turned as if she had spent an entire day in a rollercoaster. Her mentality was stronger today and so her smile did not falter despite brushing the horrors of the past.
She nodded, answering his question without trying out her voice to see if it could refrain from trembling. She inhaled deeply; filling her lungs up and lifting her gaze up at the winter sky. ”Have you come for some sparring?” she asked with that same tranquil smile present. She was pleased to find her voice functioning properly despise the small lump that had wanted to build in her throat.