Even Daisy winces and hisses sympathetically at that; she's friendly with Siffleur, she's well over any inherent squirming at the idea of cannibalism in itself but obligate cannibal—that's different.
"Haven't had any luck finding that shit yet. Normal food—it doesn't even take the edge off. Glamour passed over by Erin was— too much. She's." A deep sigh. "She's poking around my dreams, right now. Trying to see if she can find— something. I dunno if she will."
Even if she does, Daisy doesn't know if even Erin can win against what could well be the equivalent of a piece of a fucking Fear God.
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Even Daisy winces and hisses sympathetically at that; she's friendly with Siffleur, she's well over any inherent squirming at the idea of cannibalism in itself but obligate cannibal—that's different.
"Haven't had any luck finding that shit yet. Normal food—it doesn't even take the edge off. Glamour passed over by Erin was— too much. She's." A deep sigh. "She's poking around my dreams, right now. Trying to see if she can find— something. I dunno if she will."
Even if she does, Daisy doesn't know if even Erin can win against what could well be the equivalent of a piece of a fucking Fear God.