[She set her jaw, inwardly flinching at the words. Nesir hated failing, hated feeling useless. Though both these failures had been very much out of her control she couldn't pass on the blame to anyone else. They were her own fault, she could have been faster, smarter, fought harder against control.]

I do no be knowing what did be happening, it did be biting me and I did no be wanting to be fighting anymore. [She pulled a face] You do be knowing that that did no be being my choice.