Yako sighed, exhausted by both the physical and emotional stress of the situation. "I don't...I hate it. Hate it. I-...controlling it would be nice, I guess, I just don't want it to effect my mind anymore." Her head dropped morosely. "Fat chance of that happening now that Medusa's gone..."
She obviously wasn't thinking very clearly if she didn't catch the subtle cues being tossed her way by the fallen angel. She was at her rope's end, and wanted nothing more than to be in control of herself once again.