Daphne had played lots of games once. It had been her job to come up with new games, to distract all the children ushered into her Otherworld with shiny gifts and entertaining stories. She supposed all that hadn't really been that long ago at all. In her time, it'd been less than a month ago. Now, though, the entire situation was unclear. Had she just distracted them to let them fall deeper into the trap laid by her doe and the other Guardians? Had the Caretakers only job been to take pain briefly, only for it to be increased ten fold later on? At the time, she thought she was saving them from a horrible experience, much like how her doe had plucked her from her own situation of thieving, lying, and poverty. Still, those conflicted and convoluted feelings regarding her past didn't affect her love for games. After all, she was still a child. At least, on the good days, that was what she tried to be. She liked to believe she hadn't been completely lost but she didn't know anymore. "I'll play!" the bird called as she landed near the small group.

Daphne supposed that by now she'd be use to such responses. Most people here seemed to think she was weak, helpless, and adorable. While one of those three things could be considered a compliment, she wasn't so sure about how she felt about the first two. Of course, being stuck in the body of a child for most of her life, it wasn't that strange to have people mistake her age and feel the need to look after her. In fact, usually such things worked to her advantage. However, she wasn't part of the Otherworld anymore. She had no reason to deceive these people about her capabilities. Yes, it was true that physically she couldn't do much but she had plenty of useful skills. She'd just have to prove it to them. "Oh, um, thank you!" She supposed that was the proper response. Someone willing to die for you because of how cute you were was a very good thing. "My name's Daphne, it's very nice to meet you. What's your name?"

&& BLOOD CLEARING - NEW BEGINNINGS!

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