Nessie turned on Althenez, "Why didn't you do anything! What are they going to do?" She demanded, her voice stronger, anger creeping in, her stutter completely gone. 

The candles she had lit flickered brighter, grew stronger as if in response to her anger, to her frustration. It was a lot of emotion for the normally shy, calm girl, and perhaps it was a bit of overkill, yet Nessie couldn't help it. She waited for a response, noticing the melting wax from her candles, as the heat grew stronger, forcing the wax to melt faster.