Sasha kept her eyes focused on the window. She wasn't even seeing what was outside. It upset her to think that something like this could upset her so bad, bring her to tears even. Discreetly, she lifted a shoulder to try and catch a rolling tear down her cheek. Nico was probably going to notice, but she was going to do everything she could to keep her voice steady.
"I was in make up," she began. "All dressed up already. They had given me this cup of water, cause I had said that I was hot. It was up on the dresser. I went to reach for it, but I couldn't. I was really thirsty and it was just out of my reach. And then I noticed there was a curling iron just beside the cup. So, I just... made it slide a little to push the cup toward me." She sniffled. Her voice was not holding up. "Then the director called me a few minutes later. Told me that... a few people were scared of me. They... were afraid I could hurt them or their electrical equipment. But I would never, Nico. You know, I would never."