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His defeated attitude immediately made Lilia feel both protective of him, and angry toward whatever or whoever it was that made him feel like he should go off on his own. She uttered a whisper of a growl when he admitted that he was going off, basically, for some alone time- and that the source of his disappointment was that he'd lost to Relic. 

"What? That fight?" She asked. The spar had become a thing of the past, in her eyes. While it had been entertaining, she hadn't realized that the outcome had left Ancelin feeling bitter. She'd sparred many times with the other yearlings- and every time, had left the situation feeling stronger, even if she had lost the duel. She thought back on the incident, realizing then that there'd been something different about the match...How much angrier they'd been, how determined they had both been to win- spilling blood and tearing flesh in a manner that wasn't simply for show or rank. 

He seemed to need validation from something- somewhere. He tried to get her to talk about herself (normally a simple task) but she refused him that diversion. "Nu-uh, nah, we'll talk about me latuh," She said, and drew up alongside him, concern furrowing her brow. 

"What do you need tuh do? Go beat the shit outa thomeone to make yourthelf feel better?" She asked. "Like...Are you really that wrecked that you lotht that one fight? Would beating him really make thingth feel bettuh? Cauth like...If that'th the cathe...Maybe you will, maybe you won't. But you'll nevuh hafta do it alone."