Damunga paused his work out when he heard Arcie question why he won't even let him in, and while he could list any number of reasons he figured by this point the young Arcosian would not drop the subject he knew he had to address it as he shut the gravity off and let out a sigh.
"Simple. Like I said, it is none of your business. This has everything to do with me and only me. This is my sister, my issie and my obstacle to overcome. No one else's. Not you, not Sasha, not Icicure. Nobody else." Damunga clarified, as Arice had a frown as she heard Damunga's justification from her monitor before she let out a sigh.
"You know, there is no shame in talking about this with someone. It doesn't make you any weaker a person, and if anything talking about it will help you move past the pain and focus on what you feel you need to do to fix it." Arcie advised, as she accounted on the wise words of her grandfather as Damunga came off as a type who kept his emotions bottled in outside of rage which was unhealthy. So she had to do what she needed to get him to share whatever about his sister's fight upset him so much. And at least, based on what she'd seen in the in-room camera, Damunga seemed to be thinking it over. That had to count for something...or so she hoped.
