"You're not dumb!!!!!!!!" Nina said, in a flare of temper. "And you--you didn't do anything wrong!!!!!!!!!!! I mean, okay, sure, I'd have liked to have been invited and I can pick locks just as well as Vette can, but you didn't know and I was busy anyway..."

Nina was seriously considering the cliff. Look, it had to be less painful than this.

"It is stupid," she said, shoulders slumping. "And it wasn't either of your faults. It was all me and because... because I was jealous, I guess," no guessing about it, she'd been green-eyed all the way through, "because you guys just get each other and then the more I thought about it the more I realized that you wouldn't have called me because why would you and I..."

This sounded so dumb. So dumb. If Nina had thought there was anyway she could get away with it, she'd shove him, then run off to cry somewhere because oh god this was awful.

"Like, I mean... I just... I want to help," she muttered, finally, and mostly to her feet. "You two are the real first friends I've had and I don't... I don't know what to do. I was trying to figure it out, by avoiding you guys, I guess, but that didn't work out so well."

Somebody please put her out of her misery.