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As she was under her covers, some tears just started to fall from her face. She really wasn't thinking of anything sad at that point. When she thought of how silly she sounded, out came a soft laugh, the tears coming more freak went and faster. She threw her head into the pillow and let everything that she had that she wanted to forget slowly creep its way back into her head.

She did hear the knock, but didn't acknowledge it. She just stayed, hugging a rather large pillow, thinking that someone else would have to get it, or whoever was knocking would just have to come in on their own.

She did hear the knock, but didn't acknowledge it. She just stayed, hugging a rather large pillow, thinking that someone else would have to get it, or whoever was knocking would just have to come in on their own. Her eyes were puffy, nose stuffy. She sniffed, wiping her eyes. A small fake laugh came out, trying to make him think that she was okay. Even when she did wipe her eyes, more tears just emerged from her eyes. She kept a blunt expression, still trying to fool him, it not really working though.

"That's not the point though. Even if I could tell you I don't know if I could. Even when telling you about my childhood I was pushing it far..." she hid her face in her pillow, trying to hide the temptation to burrow her tears into his shirt.

"It's just that I don't want to bring my problems out in the open... They are bad enough in my head." she turned over on her back, her mood slowly eluding. "I promise, if I have a problem that I need help with, I will come to you. I know that I can trust you, and I thank you for trusting me... So just trust me that I don't want it out in the open." she looked up, gazing into his eyes, a small tent of pink covering the surface of her cheeks.

Saitre's body suddenly jerked, waking her from a deep sleep. Forcing herself to sit up, she began to look about the room. She suddenly stopped and put her hand to her head, groaning. 'How long have I been laying on this floor?'
Trying to ignore her throbbing head, she stood up and walked out of her room. She didn't seem to know how long she had been asleep for, but the headache she had wasn't exactly helping her think. She began her descent to the ground floor, hoping she would make it to the kitchen in one piece.

Feeling somewhat better, yet still dizzy, she began her slow walk towards the stairs. Looking about, she couldn't help but wonder where everyone was. She hadn't seen anyone all day and she found it eerie. She was usually the one who didn't show her face for a while, but today it seemed to be everyone else.
Reaching the stairs, she climbed them carefully, not wanting to misjudge and end up on her face, or in a lifeless heap at the bottom. She held the railing just in case, her legs seeming as though they couldn't hold her weight. Stopping midway, she sat down and wiped her eyes.

'What's wrong with me?' She thought as she sighed deeply, fighting back the tears. She couldn't remember herself ever feeling this way, and she couldn't stand it. After struggling to stand back up, she continued her journey to her room where she would, for the first time, lay in her bed.