"Well, Nita was doing something so people couldn't hear me getting all upset, but I'm sure I looked a mess." She hesitantly takes the handkerchief, wiping at her eyes with more delicacy than she wants to. Something about Nerdanel puts her on better (less self destructive) behavior.

"I'm sure I still look a mess. This is--I lose control and my hair gets everywhere." She begins the process of hefting it up in her arms, still sniffling, "And I'm sure there's a surplus of vines somewhere nearby."