Even in the moment Daisy's not sure how far to take this, how far she needs to let herself be distracted to deal with— all of this. Even when she backs Fever to a wall, she's no more sure, only following instinct and whatever the next thought in her head is one by one.

So much of who she is comes back to that day. To Calvin. It's a frustrating thing to know, but not one she can simply erase.