"Alright, spill it. What's goin' on with you?" Gladio folded his arms against his chest, leaning back against the wall near the Regalia. "First you say you can't stay awake, then you're actin' weird."

"Really weird." Noctis said in agreement. "You're not acting like you normally do. All... chipper and stuff."

"You said that you'd explain someday... And I guess that someday has arrived... about a month later." Prompto looked sheepish saying that. "Does this have to do with those notes you wrote down a month ago?"

"Sort of, yes." Nimue adjusted her glasses, more out of habit than anything. She looked a little resigned, before taking a breath and closing her eyes. For a moment, nothing happened until she blinked a couple times after opening her eyes back up. "...Guess I've gotta explain myself. It's a bit difficult to, since I've never... really had to explain what's going on for a few years now but now's a good of time as any."

She turned away, putting her arms behind her back and staring up to the sky. As if she was intrigued about how the sun was slowly setting into the horizon, and not wanting to see the looks on their faces. Nimue didn't know how to explain it well, so she took a deep breath. "Gods above, I didn't expect to have to explain how this works so soon... I don't even know how to explain it right..."

"Perhaps we can help by offering a question or two?" Ignis offered. "To make you feel more comfortable talking abou it."

"That... sounds like the best course of action. What do you want to know?" Nimue glanced back at them.

"Who was that just now? Was... that really you? Or was it the mysterious notetaker from a month ago?" Prompto asked. Nimue sighed and turned to face them.

"It was our mystery notetaker, yes... What I... deal with isn't... really all that common, at least from what I was told by my therapist. Not... a lot of people have it." That she knew of, mostly because she didn't really reach out and talk to anyone about it. Her father and stepsister knew, as did her friends... but not anyone outside of that circle that understood. "I... guess you could say that..."

"If it's too much for you to talk about, you can give us the shorter version." Ignis offered as a suggestion. Nimue pinched the bridge of her nose.

"There is no shorter version, Iggy. I'm not... I shouldn't even be explaining this right now." A defeated sigh escaped her, before she covered her face. "I'm afraid of telling you all because a lot of people think I'm some sort of villain for living with this, that I'm a psychopath... all because of what the media's said and I- I..."

"Easy... Easy." Gladio put a hand on her back. "I shouldn't of pushed it. None of us should have."

"Agreed. My apologies, Nym." Ignis gave a small bow.

"I... you said you'd explain later, but pushing you into it isn't something any of us should do, is it?" Prompto looked to Noctis.

"No. So... Tell us when you're ready, and only then." Noctis held out a hand. "And no matter what, it isn't going to change how we see you. We're not shallow."

Nimue let her hands fall from her face before giving a weak smile. "...Thanks, Noct... Iggy... Prompto... Gladio... Just... give me a bit longer, okay? I... I'll tell you all soon, I promise."

"We'll hold you to that." Noctis replied with a smile of his own.