Des look unbothered, but her tongue fired off a sharp retort. "Funny to come from someone's who sister was killed. I would think you could not trust again due to that." It was a low blow and she knew it. Still though- There was no still. It was low and most likely going to cause problems. Joy. [i]"You know one day you might need help and you'll regret pushing everyone away like this,"[/i] The words made her almost laugh. She had never needed help, she got everything done on her own. She had hunted and lived on her own for a little over a year. Taking the form of beast or bird to ease the task of survival. The most she had needed people for was a source of books on other forms, other creatures taught her the rest. lifting the hood to pull it lower she started up the stairs towards the dormitories, as Esme walked away.