Nami looked at him, "Was one at a time. Kilsa broke the shell I casted around myself and it's a summoning technique now. She's like from a different time. Justin doesn't have to impress me. I like those that are honest about their feelings. If he wants to know, then he has to come to me and ask me. As the same with me. Honestly, you can say that it's overrated, but I'm so unsure. He's still a jerk."

She then smiled, saying 'jerk' in a playful way. She got up and looked at Ricky, "What would Justin do without you around?" 

She then looked outside again and noticed it was snowing. "I never noticed it was snowing..." 

Nami sighed, "Could be...maybe. Maybe not. I'm the type to have it all together...though now..I'm so unsure. Justin pisses me off. He's a jerk, though I can see that he cares. He plays with girls hearts. When a pretty girl passes by, he drools all over them, then the whole system repeats." She closed her eyes, "All this is giving me a headache. Nightmare isn't me...and never will be. Usually I don't need to use that power...it's a technique I'm not to use. It shortens my life." She then opened her eyes, looking at Ricky. "I don't want anything from you...nor Justin. I don't want pity, or anyone to feel sorry for me. It's my decision to make on how I live my life...as you it's the same. I try to help, but I end up being the evil one. What's the point?"

She chuckled, hiding her sadness. 

Nami watched him walked off, "I've never felt like this...in all my years of being alive..." Nami laid back down, closing her eyes again. She sighed, "No use in sulking over it. What's done is done." She got back up and dropped to the ground. "He's a jerk. I know that for a fact." She thought out loud. She sighed, "HE cared for me, but how he did so, was wrong. Ah well..." Nami looked up as tears fell from her eyes, "Great timing..."

'I've never been like this...why now? Never been this angry at anyone...never felt like this...' Nami thought to herself. "What's becoming of me???'

Kilsa just smiled, "Get in the way? Of course not!" She giggled, "I'm going to the rooftop, wanna come?" She asked him.

Nami looked at Justin, "Now it looks like you are the stalker." She gave a little smile. She slowly got up, coughing. "Damnit!" She covered her mouth as her condition worsened. She then coughed blood up. She sighed, "I hate it...but I have no choice. Nightmare's power is double bladed. It's useful as it consumes. Ah well, I'll get over it. Like no one cares for me anyway." She laid back down, closing her eye, "Why don't you go back to where you came from and do what you guys do and leave me alone? Hmm? Looks like you can give a rat's ass about me." She turned from him, giving him the coldest shoulder.

'If you think this is as cold as I can get, think again. I've grown too damn soft over the course of my life, and I'm not going to let some asshole get to my heart, not right after he shot me down like that.' She thought.

 'Justin was angry. "That depends on what she looks like because if she looks like you I will have no trouble turning the other cheek."'