Tears were a sign of weakness. It was partly why she had locked herself away the last two days. She needed want Briseis to see her broken and tears on her face. She didn't want anyone to see her being so weak and vulnerable. She didn't know why she had broken down now. It was probably still more about losing Patroclus Han anything, but she also felt like she had just lost Menelaus all over again as well. I'm not yours to betray anymore... Those words rang like a loud bell in her ears. It may have been a long time since those words were truth, but hey still stung. Maybe a part of her didn't want them to be true. She allowed him to pull her closer and she just sat there leaning in against him. She hated herself more than she could even express. Why did she have to be so weak? Why did she have to be subject to a wicked goddesses curse? What had she ever done to deserve such a terrible fate? She hated those angry, bitter ears that fell that she couldn't seem to stop.