Sasha shook her head when he said he was quitting the guild. "No, you can't" She said "Beyond everything else, you can't quit. How can we be a team, if you aren't a part of the guild? Please..." She trailed off as Damian joined them, and she looked down, sighing softly, trying to compose herself so Damian didn't ask any questions. 

She stared at her hands, and almost missed Damian asking how her stitches were. "They seem to be okay" She said, managing to keep her tone neutral, light. "Thanks. I just have to remember not ot move too quickly or hard" It was probably a good thing that she didn't have to fight anymore. She wouldn't have been able to, she suspected. 

She fidgeted for a minute, before saying, "Actually, I'm tired, so I'm just going to see about catching a nap" She rose quickly, before either of them could realise that it was a lie, and fled to her room. She sat down on her bed, and wondered why when everything seemed good, and she was happy, that everything seemed to go to hell.