Nike smirked at that, "Yeah." She knew it sounded worse than what it really was. She probably made it seem like someone important to her was dying. She took a long drink, trying not to think too much about what she was going to say or how to say it. It was better to just spill it than to spend too much time thinking, and gods knew she thought too much lately. In truth, it was tempting to talk about anything else but then she might never talk.