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[color=Lightgreen][b]Location:[/b][/color] Happy Harbour, clearing outside of the first entrance
[color=Lightgreen][b]Interactions:[/b][/color] Hex, Talon [/center]
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A couple of last tears trickled down the side of her face, mixing with the morning dew on the grass. Daphne had calmed down considerably. There was something about laying in the grass, in a fetal position. A light breeze brushing past, it was calming. The soft echoes of Casper's voice made her look up. She spotted him standing a respectful distance away from her. Daphne pushed herself of the ground and sat up straight so she could face him when he sat down next to her. They hadn't talked much after their short exchange yesterday. At first Casper disturbed her, but she soon discovered that underneath his ghostly appearance he was just a teen boy. Someone who was extending incredible kindness to her at the moment. Something she truly could appreciate. 

Daphne smiled a small but genuine smile at his confession. It was comforting to know she wasn't the only struggling with combat, fighting and violence. It was nice to hear it was okay to be scared, to have her feelings acknowledged. The teen girl looked down at his smile. His sharp teeth didn't disturb her and she smiled back, feeling a little better. Casper was being extremely careful, even when he hugged her. She was being gentle herself too, holding him like she was holding a butterfly. Daphne pulled him a little closer to her, leaning her head on his shoulder. Her leafy hair stroked his face gently. 

There was something peculiar which stirred in the air around Casper and being this close to him she could also experience the sensation on her skin. Their embrace was short. It was difficult to describe what hugging him felt like, it was far from unpleasant. It wasn't cold like she expected, even though she didn't know why she even thought it would be. He was alive, but at the same time he wasn't. [color=Lightgreen][i]A human ghost?[/i][/color]

While his nature still raised many questions, he had an unquestionably kind soul.
[color=Lightgreen]"Thanks, this was really nice of you"[/color] She said, feeling grateful. It had come from an unexpected source, but it was nice to have someone there to console her after something like this. 
[color=Lightgreen]"I've never had my own private ghost to haunt me"[/color] Daphne laughed. Her laugh was light and pleasant, part of her spirit restored. 
 
She brushed her fingers over the grass between them, musing on her thoughts, leaving a moment of silence between them. From the corner of her eye she saw Talon standing in the grass. She lifted her head to look at him better. The way he was pacing back and forth, looking lost, it stirred her compassion. Daphne lifted herself of the grass, holding out her hand to Casper. His clawed fingers intertwined with her verdant ones and she helped him up lightly. 
[color=Lightgreen]"I'm going to make sure Talon is doing okay, thanks again Casper"[/color] She squeezed his hand.

Daphne carefully approached Talon, the echoes of their battle tucked away safely into the back of her mind. She didn't blame Talon for her distress, she would have probably reacted like this with both Rain and Cybergirl too. It wasn't his fault and hopefully that wasn't what he was feeling. She was also pretty sure she'd hurt him too, physically for sure. The cut on her face had stopped leaking sap, but it hadn't healed yet. It would heal fast, given some time and sunlight, a cut like this could be healed in an hour or two. As far as she knew though Talon was human, and any injury he endured would be much more serious. 

She turned her warm brown eyes up to his face, searching his features. 
[color=Lightgreen]"I hope I didn't hurt you, I'm sorry for the way I reacted"[/color] Daphne looked away in embarrassment.
[color=Lightgreen]"I...I think I hit your leg, are you okay?"[/color] She asked, feeling guilty. It was another reason why she didn't like to fight. It wasn't only her who could get hurt, she didn't want to hurt anyone either. Daphne stepped a bit closer to him, waiting for his answer.