When it isn't a little fingertip bubble but instead an orb of explosive death the size of your head, that is when it isn't cute. She had performed a few during her own little training session and it should go without saying the targets she'd used had been rendered useless afterwards.

"I don't even know why I did. Its not like me." She doesn't seem ashamed to admit that she's normally self-centered. "I guess the whole thing really got to me. I thought our only enemies were the rebels standing against the Regent, now who know what is gonna happen? We were being petrified last time, what is the next thing going to do to us?"

Her voice has a quiet tone to it. "The pain of waking up missing parts of myself wasn't as bad as what it made me remember. That is why I REALLY hate it. It made me remember before anything had gone wrong. I still knew what it felt like to be happy back then. I'll never get THAT sort of feeling again. Too much has happened. It wasn't always other people's fault, either."