She coughed and looked to the side, her face flushed red. The talk with Eridan had gone interestingly, and she wasn't entirely sure what to make of it. The mere thought that she could have a relationship at all seemed foolish. The closest she'd ever managed had been only because they had a way to 'explain away' her psychotic periods easily enough and he was too much a lump to care.

It hadn't really been a 'real' relationship if you'd looked at the psychology of the whole thing.

"I'm... not sure I could ever really manage a relationship, at least... not something like what most people consider one," she muttered. "NO matter what, it's complicated. That much I'm sure of."