Zedd glared at him, then pushed his arm off and stood up, quickly walking out of the tent and running back to hers. She thought of Dihatsu as no more than a friend. How could Raven ask her that? She stepped into her tent and closed the flaps, wishing she had a room that could lock. She walked over and sat down on the bed, taking a slow breath. Why was dihatsu doing this? She was happy with Raven, why was he ruining it? She didn't know why she had been angry at Raven. She felt horrible for that too. Guilt strangled her into silent tears as she sat on her bed her head in her hands. She wasn't used to this much attention, and she didn't like it. She liked being in the background, the one behind the scenes making things work. She didn't want them fighting over her. She bit her lip and tried to stop crying. It wouldn't help matters. She was so weak. She cursed herself for being so weak. She wiped the tears away angrily.
Dihatsu frowned as he looked over as she ran by him. He looked over and his eyes narrowed as he saw Raven. He was making her unhappy. He watched Zedd run into her room and frowned, concerned.