Ryda listens to those that answered her question, “I don’t blame anyone for my injuries other than those that gave them to me, but it doesn’t mean I wish to repeat them, and you are right Grys, perhaps they were just a superior foe.” She says the last part with a bit of anger toward herself. There were no superior foes, just ones she hadn’t figured out how to kill yet. Much to her relief, they arrive at their destination as she speaks.
“Either way, I need time to think. Go and do what you will, and think of me however you want.” With that said, she pulls her hood up, and quickly dashes from the car.
//OOC: just an exit post.//