"You seemed..." She began, her hand turned in the air to make gestures, as if to spin words. She lacked her father's ability to do that sometimes. Most times she lacked it when they had to be meaningful; not light and airy to show the world she wasn't afraid.

"You knew me and didn't. And I... I wanted to know what else I might have done to you. Besides... you know, bending up?" Since they were back together and apparently their bond hadn't broken as cleanly as they hoped.