He can feel his ears flicking with his unease, and hates that Daisy can see it.
"I kinda feel like. Between me desecrating your memory and you breaking into my room threatening to kill me again over it?" He won't highlight how him being in the memory in the first place was functionally an accident, nor that Daisy's reaction was completely out of proportion. "We can probably call it square. Eye for an eye, done and dusted."
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He can feel his ears flicking with his unease, and hates that Daisy can see it.
"I kinda feel like. Between me desecrating your memory and you breaking into my room threatening to kill me again over it?" He won't highlight how him being in the memory in the first place was functionally an accident, nor that Daisy's reaction was completely out of proportion. "We can probably call it square. Eye for an eye, done and dusted."