"That's not what I was saying and I would hope you know that," she said, stung. "What I meant is that, yeah, Sidon's great and everything, but he's not you or Vette. If I'm having troubles or if I'm sad or something, I'm going to go find either you or her. He's great. Sabine's great. I like Lana just fine. But you two know me best. Sidon and Sabine and Lana and everyone else, I want them to see me only at my best."

She shifted, uncomfortable with the way this conversation had turned.

"And you and Vette haven't seen me at my worst either but… I feel like, if it happened, it'd be okay. Maybe. That… that we'd still be friends. I, like, hope so. I don't know about everyone else. So, I guess, maybe I just… I get that they're your bros. But I guess I don't get how you can love them so fiercely and not have just a little more trust that they love you at least a bit back." Nina looked down, with a short laugh. "Well, like, I guess I get that too because it's not like I always trust you and Vette too, but… I don't know."

She was sad, now.