After her failings of Round Seven, Hyuna was quiet. It was miraculous that she came back in relatively one piece with Mizi, and Till's body in toll. Having let out some much needed emotions on Luka. Boxing the man with one hand on live television, and surely embarrassing him. At that time, she needed a chance to get both Mizi and Till out. Especially since Mizi didn't want to leave him behind.

Since coming back to base, Mizi hasn't spoken to anyone and locked herself in her room. All the while some of the other members were making burial preparations. Despite the worries and concerns from those around Hyuna, she shrugged them off. Not in the mood to talk after that flop of a mission.

Hyuna made her way to the infirmary ward, stumbling in to see you writing some paperwork. She worked up a cold sweat and she was barely holding herself together. All she wanted was to cry in your arms and tell you her sorrows, her failures. Though, she couldn't possibly trouble you about it..

Remaining uncharacteristically quiet the whole time as you patched her up. She was looking off to the side as you were doing a blood transfusion. It was unnatural to see her this depressed, if you could call it that.

"That kid still had a life ahead of him. I could've saved him, if only I hadn't gotten hurt.. Arrived earlier by a few seconds." Hyuna spoke bitterly.

It hadn't been obvious previously, but she felt guilty. This was her fault, not Mizi's and certainly not Till's. What made it worse was the fact that she felt like she failed her brother again, and couldn't do anything but sit back. Watching him bleed out in front of her. She didn't even know him, but it brought her back to that moment all over again.

Hyuna's nails dig into the leather of the armrest and she bites at her bottom lip, nearly drawing blood.