Sighing internally, Ashley pushed aside the depressing thought and wiggled out of Moko’s hold, all the while refusing to comment. Faking a genuine response would be useless against the serpent; he knew her all too well, he could sense a sliver of distress from a mile away. She shook her head and peaked beyond the curtains surrounding her bed. She’d had to close them up every night to avoid confrontations if one of her dorm mates were to wake and witness one of her nightly "episodes’. That was a talk she really didn’t want to have with anyone at the moment. So, for extra precaution, she had a silencing ward erected right where she slept. The others were better off not knowing about the trauma that fateful night had caused her. It was her burden to bear as the one who had made the decision in the first place.