In a flurry of moving limbs Nina scrambled upright, a clear pout on her lips. She was now sitting on her knees, her fingers clutching the back of the chair as she looked up at the blonde. "Oh my, I didn't mean to upset you dearie... No, no, no, I just don't particularly like when people touch me without my knowledge. The last individual who did that ended up with a broken arm.... Reflexes and all, war really changes you and old habits die hard." She pouted, looking like a kicked puppy. 

Nina chuckled, her downright cheery mood once again completely engulfing her. "I really am sorry dear, hope there's no more hard feelings. It would be quite sad if the only people I've met hated me.... " she added, her madness seeping away. The mask had its moments of clarity, and lucky for both it and Nina it knew when it was best not to make enemies. She smiled cheerily before letting herself fall back, her feet going over the arm rest and her head laying atop the other. Now she could once again see everyone.