Oh hell no! Satu could only just keep from making a noise when Linnea pulled away and went to hug that girl who made her skin crawl. And not just hers, but Dagmar and Leif's too! So this was what being demonic-blooded changed. You could feel the people who weren't worth the time of day and probably needed to go play in fast-moving traffic and had to deal with watching other people who couldn't just sense that right away subject themselves to them. Great. Awesome. Satu's hands curled into fists, but she kept the happy child look on her face because her mother was still standing right there and could look over at any minute. The last thing she needed was to make her think anything was wrong. It's not fair. 'Your mother wouldn't be like she is if she had the same blood as you.' Good point. 'I know.' Sometimes her familiar was smart. Sometimes.
"Yeah, there is," Satu interjected, stepping forward like she was entering the conversation in full. Really she just wanted to get closer so that she could block her mother if she decided to go and try to hug Bella again. Ugh, the idea made her skin crawl even worse than it was already. "We need some flowers to put with a fountain that we're taking Dagmar to help cheer her hospital room up." Those places needed the cheering. Satu didn't think that she could ever handle being stuck in one of those. Kajsa hadn't seemed to like it when she was in and Dagmar was probably already making the nurse's lives hell to make herself feel better. "And yep, I keep mom sane." Satu beamed her best smile up at her mother. Like she wasn't going to backtrack to that comment to remind her mother how much she needed her. It was far more than she needed that thing in her stomach that hadn't even done anything except exist.