Sounds like a no, then. Athessa sighs and slumps back in her seat, turning her glass with her fingertips. There are more instances of her being around him and not being miserable than the opposite, aren't there?

She sits with her thoughts for a moment before starting to explain, matter-of-factly:

"Deimos left without saying fucking anything, no goodbye, nothing. And then in Churneau...I was about ready to send the whole mission to hell just to rush in and rescue Derrica from the dungeon," If she'd tried to tell Byerly any of this in the moment, when she was sobbing and trying to make him understand that it wasn't about him, she'd have broken down even more. Probably made things worse. But now she's calm, detached. "I couldn't stop thinking about her getting tortured, and how much I would've rather been in her place.

"I'm probably more fucked up over her than ever, and I hate feeling like I'm being a bad friend because of it. Then the whole mess with the Abomination happened, and Matthias got badly burned. Jenny Lou, too. And I went back to Devigny's place and trashed it. Smashed up most of the wine in the cellar and drank some of the rest. Saw the stain he left. And on top of all of that, I betrayed your trust in some stupid attempt to make Lexie feel better, and only made things worse."

Athessa lifts the glass to her lips and drinks, pausing to look down at the dark liquid before she shrugs a shoulder and brings this list of stressors to its end.

"It was just bad timing that you happened to be mean to me while I was already dealing with all of that."