"It becomes more pressing, and so does the juice, no? Did you like the three-fruit juice, the one with the bit of spice to it? It does go right through you, admittedly," Dulia said with a smirk. "It seems to be doing so for you as well, I bet. You're not moving at all, as if you're trying that hard not to squirm. Come on, I'll still be here when you get back. And perhaps Nylirah will be as well, and we can all talk about our friendship!"
"No, thank you," Nima said, and then she added. "When we last met, she tried to murder me as part of a plot to kidnap thousands upon thousands and enslave them."
"Right, right. I know she's terrible, but have you ever considered her perspective?" Dulia asked. "She's destructive, terrible, and oh so interesting."