That draws a proper smirk onto Daisy's face, one that flashes just a bit of teeth. "Well. If you insist."

With Erin's Aura intact there's no real need to be careful about it, she withdraws the hooked finger sharply enough to leave a short tear then proceeds to grip the waistband and rip the right thigh to fucking shreds with one good tug of those claws.

The rest isn't far behind. And it's clear how much more in her element she is when she's like this, over Erin and getting to be rough somehow.