Continue at the fights

As you crash from your orgasmic high, you realize that not only will you be Liz's toy tonight, but you're out of the tournament, and won't be making any money. Meanwhile, Liz has been parading around in victory, but now she heads over to you. At first she's smiling, her face reflecting warmth, sympathy, anticipation, and friskiness. When she sees your downcast face however, she starts to frown, and it looks like her lower lip might even be trembling.

She kneels down close to where you're slumping in the corner, asking, "Am I really so repulsive to you?" You realize she thinks your disappointment is because you have to spend the night with her, and she's about to cry in shame.