"Eh. Good, I guess?" Nicky didn't know how to describe what had happened in her last training session with Vasily. It wasn't something that made her comfortable with herself. The chill of darkness felt like it could consume her very soul so she chose not to envelope herself inside them often. Vasily has pushed her in the direction that her keepers had wanted and it had given them good results. Now they were keen to keep pushing.
"I mean, I think the evil overlords are happy with it, but I'm not so I suppose that means 'good.'" She took another big sip of her coffee and noted that it was starting to cool. Nicky wasn't a fan of cold coffee, but it was getting to what she considered to be the perfect temp and that made it more delicious. "To be honest, I would be happy to just throw knives and teleport the rest of my life." She watched the rest of the shopping area as she spoke and tried to lose herself in the feeling of calm she got from the people-watching.