Daisy drags her tongue over her teeth and breathes out through her nose. "Sure. And I get that. Just— can't help being. Protective. I guess. I'm handling it."
Because she truly doesn't want to be a petty bitch at Valdis. They've already done that dance, before they were friends. Daisy doesn't want to go back to it or to hold this against Valdis, and in the end, she won't, but the protective instinct is there regardless.
"I've... been there. Sort of. Me and my partner back home. We weren't good for each other. But we couldn't— we couldn't pull away. Still not sure I could. If she was here." She loves Basira, even now. Even after everything. That love is obvious in her emotions even as she talks about her, but it's edged with an inescapable hurt. "So. Yeah. You're— being more sensible than I ever was. I s'pose. Just..."
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Daisy drags her tongue over her teeth and breathes out through her nose. "Sure. And I get that. Just— can't help being. Protective. I guess. I'm handling it."
Because she truly doesn't want to be a petty bitch at Valdis. They've already done that dance, before they were friends. Daisy doesn't want to go back to it or to hold this against Valdis, and in the end, she won't, but the protective instinct is there regardless.
"I've... been there. Sort of. Me and my partner back home. We weren't good for each other. But we couldn't— we couldn't pull away. Still not sure I could. If she was here." She loves Basira, even now. Even after everything. That love is obvious in her emotions even as she talks about her, but it's edged with an inescapable hurt. "So. Yeah. You're— being more sensible than I ever was. I s'pose. Just..."
She shrugs. Again, protective instincts.