Maybe he was right on what he said. It showed that he had faith in her for what would lie ahead; that she could overcome the tragedy of what her father had painted upon her family. However, the anxiety was still there, and she wasn't sure whether if she should stand face to face with the man who brought her nothing but pain. 
Gently placing her hands on the table, and looking at them - mostly at her left - Nensu internally wondered whether if she would be able to do such a thing; to get over the wall. It was a long way in reaching the top, and the fear of climbing it, was sitting within her mind; has been for these many years. 
She clenched her right hand tightly, and began to shake. However, after taking one look at the boy sitting across from her, the girl settled down. "I'm sorry", she said softly. "I'll...I'll use the best that I can, as long as we endure this tournament".