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Daisy was feeling...a little conflicted. Or a lot conflicted. Or just pissed...maybe jealous. Definitely one or two or all of those things.

On one hand, watching Veti step away from good ol' SchizoLock...Daisy could have sworn a physical weight lifted from her shoulders. There'd been an almost tangible pallor around the werewolf for the better part of of a year, something most people would probably just refer to as depression. But Daisy was not most people. She could see the clock ticking down over Veti's head, knew even if her heart was beating, she belonged more to the realm of Death than anything on this side of the line. Daisy had never really understood it. Ghost Bitch and her more human counterpart...they were one thing. There was some intrinsic tie there that meant one couldn't exist without the other. It put them both cleanly out of whatever realm Daisy was supposed to have a handle on, so she generally tried to ignore it, but at least that shit made sense.

But Veti and Max? Thad? Whatever the fuck his name was...they were both just people. Well. Sort of. One turned into a near-feral beast far too often for Daisy's liking, and the other was a werewolf. But they both had souls. Both were -- had been -- very cleanly alive, and some day, would be very cleanly dead. And while she'd seen Max die with her own eyes, she'd been watching Veti untouched, but still somehow starving, die every day for eleven months. Try as she might, she couldn't wrap her head around that kind of dependence. Quite frankly, it scared the shit out of her.

But anyway. Max was back, so Veti was back, and Daisy could take half a breath and stop trying to figure out what'd be like to take Veti to the other side. She was pretty sure she wouldn't have been able to do it. They might have asked her to. It might even have been her job. But she'd have fought tooth and nail. She'd have run.

Still. She wouldn't have died without Veti. Not many things could kill a Reaper. Losing a friend didn't even leave a dent.

And yet watching Veti haul off on Max -- ew, by the way -- she felt her jaw tighten until it ached, and she made herself look away, thinking if she'd had to breathe in order to live, it might have been just the teensiest bit difficult in that moment.

She meant to stare at the sky, or the weird tree, or something or anything, but her eyes fell on the Wight first, and her previously shitty mood plummeted to mess-with-me-and-lose-a-limb.

She thought there was something in his face she hadn't seen before, something she might have called fear if she didn't know fucking zombies didn't have feelings. But she ignored it in favor of scowling at his stupid question.

"That was... unexpected. Has our task been successful, then?"

"No, she's just dry-humping some other half dead freak. What the fuck do you think? Did they forget to bring you back without a brain?"

It was a hostile greeting even by Daisy standards, but closing the portal had left her fatigued and anxious, and she just wanted to get back to planet Earth. And away from everyone here.

When at last the two star-crossed lovers decided to at last detach from each other, Daisy was surprised and annoyed that it was Max who was the first to approach.

Then she just sort of wanted to hit him. But she figured that was normal.

She gaped at him, then C3PO, then Max again, incredulous.

"Are you -- how -- he just -- oh, for Pete's sake, I'm not. A fucking. Girl Scout."

Artie saw Veti coming before Daisy did, and immediately commenced acting like a dog. Which was only endearing until you had to endure his not so dog-like tendencies...or even worse, when to 'play the part' minus his cuddly dog-like features. He stood up, abandoning the spot next to Daisy, where Veti casually slid in, and Daisy looked stubbornly in the other direction, fearing Artie might actually shake himself to pieces at the mention of that stupid duck back in London. The hellhound -- that unholy beast crafted of sulphur, smoke, and sin -- was nearly in Veti's lap, playing completely into her hand, and all the while Daisy said nothing, trying to ignore the feeling of complete and utter betrayal.

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