She was a little confused as to why he was acting so guilty. "It's fine..." However, she wasn't going to let him off the hook that easily. "Why are you so flustered?"

Victor just blushed more when she asked and he was unsure of what to say about it.. " W-well.. er.. I am not exactly sure you'd want me to say somethin' like that.. even on accident.. " He said a half truth.

"I know I can be very moody at times, but am I really that bad?" She asked

Victor sighed softly, " It.. depends.. Ya can get that bad at times but it ain't all the time. Just sometimes. "

"What does it depend on?" She asked, genuinely curious as to his answers to such loaded questions.

" It depends because it doesn't need anythin' specific to get you upset.. sure, sometimes if somethin' bad happens ya get upset, understandable.. sometimes it's out of nowhere.. Calm day, nothing happened, no attacks.. I really think it depends on what you're thinkin' at the moment. "

That's exactly why she wanted to not overthink. It's a bad thing. Not only for her, either. It was bad for everyone, making them stress out over things that were trivial

" I guess it wasn't such a big deal really, I just.. couldn't take the feelin' of havin' to walk on eggshells constantly.. not knowin' if you're gonna be in a good mood or not at every second. "

She bit her lip, wanting to ask if it was still the same way now. She held back out of fear of what the answer would be. All she got out was, "I'm sorry..."

" It's alright darlin', I forgive ya... it was just somethin' that was happenin' at the moment. " he, was more then clearly lying.. because his southern drawl got stronger when he was nervous.