Penny only stopped to get a lacrima that was tuned to the games, spending a fortune on something that should only have been a handful of money, but not wanting to haggle right then, she curled her hands over it, she nudged the hotel door open with a foot, and slid inside, not stopping she went to her room, wincing as she saw the vase had been replaced and she hadn't paid for it yet. 

She sighed, and placed the lacrima screen on the bed, thinking to check it later and see if the next battle had started, knowing one of their teams would be in it. She stood for a minute, looking about the room. Sometimes everything seemed to just...be too much. She knew she had probably been too...heated, but...she should be allowed to be, shouldn't she? She wanted those she cared about alive, 

Some of kt perhaps was the simple fact that she could protect those she cared about, but she wasn't being allowed to, and that frustrated her to no end. When she was a kid, she couldn't protect herself let alone anyone else, and her adoptive mother paid the price. Weary of it all, Penny let herself flop onto the bed, grabbing the lacrima, and setting it so it wouldn't roll off. 

What was she meant to do, from here?