She can't help the smile the whining of her name brings to her lip. Why is it, she wonders, that she surrounds herself with ridiculous boys? Ridiculous people, honestly, Nina's hardly any better than the rest of her friends. But she loves them all dearly, despite the ways on the surface it might have seemed they wouldn't fit.

"Kaz Brekker is hardly altruistic," she scoffs a little at the comment. "but... yes. You could have become anyone, and I shudder to think what you would have looked like under someone like Pekka Rollins." Kaz had his failings, his monstrous capabilities, but he had a code of a kind. If he made a deal, he never went back on it. If you thought he was reneging a deal, you hadn't listened closely enough to the terms.

She laughs softly at the trick, pulling her legs up underneath her crisscross. She shrugs at the question. "I'm fine... I guess. It's just– I don't know what to do here." she admits softly, looping her arms around her legs and staring down at the ground.