"Like I'd be jealous of Dillon." Lydia turned up her nose at him. "What's the point in being attractive here? We're here to work hard and succeed, not pick up chicks and dicks." She closed her eyes and listened to them chattering about the other villains, the ones Adrian had defeated through his hard work and efforts. Unlike me. I got lucky knocking Dynabane out of the ring and then Mythos let me have it. I worked so hard. I ran for miles every day and benched cars until my muscles bled and built up my pain tolerence and for what. Some celebration this is. "Good job, Steelia, you certainly let them hand you your victory like the delicate woman you are." Even if she were healed, her body and mind still remembered the wounds, as if they were still there. 

"Congratulations on earning your victory," Lydia murmured. "I've heard that the wounds inflicted at our tournament are love bites compared to what we'll be coming up against in the exit exam... I still have the mental fatigue from today's matches... I smelled like an outdoor barbeque." She finished her drink, setting it aside. "I plan on all but killing myself to get ready for the exit exams. Which means I need to get to bed pretty soon to be up by 5:30."