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Yes. Yes she was trying to figure him out.



She almost lost it when he moved her hand. Almost cried. Almost raged. Then she took a deep breath and took step back.

What in the name of hell was she doing? Why was she so angry? Why was he so good at hitting those nerves she tried to keep buried.

She looked Jake square in the eye. "Don't say things like that. 'Get some rest.' That's the kind of things friends say, Jake."

She sighed, a long tired sigh. Even with Armagnac being a boiling cauldron of hate at the moment, Sherry found herself calming down.

"So. Maybe you see why I'm confused? I mean, I had fun today. I laughed. Even losing to you was fun. Up until the time you inferred I was worthless as a hunter."

Another sigh. "The truth hurts, I suppose." She was quiet for a moment. It stung, admitting it. "I really didn't mean to rage at you. I didn't mean to hit you."



Regret. Shame. The anger she felt was giving way, breaking down, and being replaced.

She reached out to smooth his jacket, like it would make up for hitting him. "Maybe you're right. Rest would do me some good." She was tired, and honestly, still very much exhausted from the battle. She turned away.

She knew he had reasons, his own reasons for not wanting friends. On top of that, she really couldn't blame him for not wanting to be her friend. All she did was yell at him. But that didn't change the fact that she wanted to be his friend.



She stopped and turned around, offering Jake a smile. "Tell you what. I'll stop trying to figure you out. If you think you can forgive me for my outburst."

She didn't exactly wait for an answer before turning away again. She was really, really tired.

"Thanks." Sherry continued the slow walk to the dorms. Sleeping would be in order.