[ she nods at the first description. march is... well, march, after all. what else could she be? ]

Don't feel too bad about that. She's pretty much the definition of "cute."

[ it's that second part about dan heng that gives her pause. for a moment, she just... listens. thinks about it. it's rough, considering that sort of loneliness. just as rough as thinking about dan heng's identity being erased. and yet-

and yet when she speaks, there's an odd feeling burning at her throat like bile. an odd, stubborn tone in her voice as she says: ]

Just because of the horns? She can do better than that. [ it's uncharacteristically cruel. she knows that. so why...? ] She doesn't need him for that.

[ maybe kiana can feel the way stelle's grip on her tightens, just a bit. maybe sirin can understand the tone in her voice when she says- ]

Can I stay here tonight?