It explains a lot, in truth. How overpowering the sense of violence and danger and wanton Slaughter that radiates from Fever's very presence is. The adeptness for violence that Daisy saw first-hand, on that trip through Hell. All the questions, the recognition in them.
"...fuck."
She doesn't have to know Fever's world to know that being the child of a god like that is a curse. To be shaped in the image of a monster is trial enough, let alone to be born in it. (Even in her world, that much is true; the story exists for Daisy in only snippets caught by accident, statements about a woman called Agnes, birthed from the flames of the Desolation and snuffed out just the same.) She doesn't have to know any more to imagine that such a legacy marks you as a threat to all who may know.
Daisy drags a hand over her face. It settles over her mouth, where her own teeth catch her knuckles as she turns it over in her head.
"...you're not faithful to him, though. Are you." Less a question than a statement, an observation. "Wouldn't be looking so pale. Wouldn't be standing there like I'm gonna bite you, or worse."
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It explains a lot, in truth. How overpowering the sense of violence and danger and wanton Slaughter that radiates from Fever's very presence is. The adeptness for violence that Daisy saw first-hand, on that trip through Hell. All the questions, the recognition in them.
"...fuck."
She doesn't have to know Fever's world to know that being the child of a god like that is a curse. To be shaped in the image of a monster is trial enough, let alone to be born in it. (Even in her world, that much is true; the story exists for Daisy in only snippets caught by accident, statements about a woman called Agnes, birthed from the flames of the Desolation and snuffed out just the same.) She doesn't have to know any more to imagine that such a legacy marks you as a threat to all who may know.
Daisy drags a hand over her face. It settles over her mouth, where her own teeth catch her knuckles as she turns it over in her head.
"...you're not faithful to him, though. Are you." Less a question than a statement, an observation. "Wouldn't be looking so pale. Wouldn't be standing there like I'm gonna bite you, or worse."