Alice enters the Nexus looking absolutely miserable. Her eyes are red-rimmed, and have dark circles around them that speak of exhaustion. Her hair hangs limply around her face, and she's slouching in such a way that it almost hides it from view. Today is especially painful for her right now, and she wishes this date would disappear from the calendar.
She finds a seat and slumps down, bringing her knees up to her chest. "I had to do it," she tells herself. "I had. . . ." She looks up, green eyes watery. "How do you convince yourself you did the right thing in -- l-letting someone go?"