His reply was the polar opposite of Rosario's why?! Sometimes it boggled her mind how different they were and how she loved them both so much, it really did. Needed them both, too; needed Rosario to keep her grounded and needed Avery to understand her when she felt the total antithesis of grounded. Looking up at him, she gave him a smile of relief and adoration and gratitude, not that he was looking at her. No, the lint was captivating.
"I'm acting weird cuz it is weird," she said, frowning at the air where the fluff had disappeared. "It ain't disappointing, I dunno— fuck, how can news be a relief and kinda devastating at the same time? It's making me feel fucking crazy, Aves. Everything— everything 'bout faeries lately makes me feel a little crazy, pulled-in-two-directions-at-once kinda crazy." There, she said the c word, finally. Maybe cuz she just needed to say it, or maybe to make him actually look at her, she wasn't totally sure.