Hides with her and places a grenade in her hand- throws this in that chimney -points at building chimney-
Nia watched the water with a dull expression. Her thoughts drifting between war and her past. She sighed and rubbed her temples.
Nia rolled her eyes and got up. Deciding to go for a walk, " Atleast you're father had respect for people. "
Nia stopped in her tracks, " What happened was not my fault. Myself and three other people fought to have that place take care of you. But our protests were over turned. It was against our will. Your father died in my presence that night. Sorry for you're loss. ", She stated and walked away