"All of... this." A little shrug, and she dug a finger around on her skirt where she was holding it, playing with the fabric. "Guilt? Realizing again how truly terrible I am at keeping time. Trying to simply be proud of someone, and finding myself angry, the more I think about it all... feeling more powerless than before. And I'm being selfish, and feeling... robbed, I suppose? Which I'm well aware is irrational, but that doesn't stop it." She bit her lip, still playing with the cloth as she tried to sort out her thoughts, voice still soft, little more than a whisper. "Being relieved... But more frustrated and resentful than before, too. Knowing it isn't right, but also not my place to step in to fix it even if I could. Knowing I can help, wanting to help... but not knowing where to start. I'll ask some people in a bit; that's not the problem. But I don't feel like doing anything right now.

"And on top of everything..." She looked back up to Aqua again. "...I didn't expect I'd become so homesick already."