Na'Toth never stops being angry. Not when she is captured and sent to Centauri prime. Not when she is forced into the dress of a noblewoman and thrown into the throne room to 'entertain'. Not when the cheekiest noble begins tearing at the lacings on her corset, not when she biting his finger off sends her into the dungeons, not when they 'forget' to feed her for one week. She stews in her anger, bangs at the walls, sneers at the guards and curses the name of every centauri in the universe. So when G'Kar and Londo smuggles her back home, and she is placed on a transport home, she gets a moment alone. Her chains are gone, but she can still feel them. She can barely recognize her own tears of relief as they land on her battered hands. She has not cried for almost 4 years. The blood red veil is drawn from her eyes, and she realizes that her rage has kept her alive, but it has nearly consumed her as well.
