"It's an old wound. It ain' worth healin' ." Alisa spoke somewhat in a flat tone, as her hand reached up to hold Reiko's. "Seriously, Chere. I don' need healin' . I am perfectly fine an' healthy."

Her head tilted for a moment, listening carefully to Reiko's words, and watching her expressions as she spoke.

"It's okay. It was best you two didn' see me, anyway. My implants weren't calibrated, so I was technically malfunctionin' an' in a slump. No one wants to be around someone who's totally depressed an' reflectin' blame on everyone but demselves." She would then roll her eyes as Reiko began insisting that she stay with them.

"Reiko, I don' wanna be a t'ird wheel! You an' Alistaire no doubt got... close while I was away." Another sly grin formed on her face. "I don' wanna get between dat, unless you want me to. I mean, it's been quite awhile..."