"Says you," she teases hollowly, half-heartedly, swirling the liquid in her glass and watching it lap against the sides of the glass. Eventually, the brunette does glance up at him, and manages a smile directed at her best friend - truly grateful that he happens to be here. It's rare that Veronica Belfrey allows her true tiredness to shine through, how sick to the stomach she is of this family feud. How if offered the chance to have a regular life, she would take it with both hands. How she has many times considered moving to some other country, the States maybe, to keep away from it all. "I just...don't know what I can do, Andrei." she confesses, quietly. "All this conflict in the house. All the anger. My niece acts like I'm dangerous."