Zowie didn't trust Daniel, not really, he was too smooth and that was something she always found suspicious, but he was the only one so far to do anything nice for her. She knew what she seemed like, some freak nympho who never wore her clothes and most of the time Zowie was fine with that, she would just get what she wanted and move on, mostly because people let her. So the fact that Daniel took her outside without wanting something in return was so foreign to her it had shocked emotions out of her.
Her brown eyes flicked to Daniel and then she stroked her finger over the petal again and shrugged. "He teased me, told me how much he wanted me and then said no...I...I couldn't have that...if I wanted him, he should have given himself to me." She frowned at the flower and then yanked off a petal. "And he cried...he cried when I...when I did certain things to him." Zowie turned her head to look at Daniel fully and spun the flower in her fingers. "And I laughed, I made fun of him for it...only insane people do things like that." She pouted and stared back at the flower, now ripping it to shreds instead of caressing it. Zowie didn't think of herself as crazy but there were moments when she knew what she did was wrong.