Nikia had to give it to the boy. He seemed as though he were always in high spirits. She wished she could be that way, but this was too long of being in this sort of situation. All she wanted to do was get out of here. All she wanted was a home that was open and spacious where she could most likely rome free. She didnt care anymore if she was marked as a pet. All she wanted was the freedom. Her eyes went soft from all the hoping and dreaming of freedom, that she wondered where it had come from. Then she realized the boy was talking to her again. He wanted to call her free instead now. The word was burning itself into her mind, but she knew that it would be nearly impossible for something like it to happen.
She looked over at the boy from the corner of her eye. "I'm sorry i yelled at you Cinder.... It's still a little hard being here."