"Mm. Makes sense to me. See her and she can be taken away again." It's the worst thing about caring, she thinks. The things you care about can always be taken away. "Feel similar about 'sira sometimes. I don't— think I know how to face her again. But if she turned up—"

There'd still be no keeping them apart. She knows that. No matter how much she knows that they weren't good for each other towards the end. They're too entangled to separate. She'd want to try and make it... better.

Instead of saying any of that aloud, Daisy just shakes her head.