Akiha's little jab hits a little deeper than intended, evident in the way Nico's shoulders hitch up and her features contort in a wince. She catches herself too late, forcing her shoulders back down -- her hands are clenched into fists at her sides again, and she doesn't meet Akiha's eyes.

"That's... " Part of her wants to protest, to argue that it's totally different, but Nico stomps it down. What's the point in defending her matchbox apartment against a mansion like this?

"... whatever. Forget it."