Lily lit her cigarette, ignoring (for the moment) Nox's commentary. Instead she inhaled deeply, savoring the satisfaction of addiction. "Yeah, I saw him," she said after a minute, watching the smoke float in the air. "I hugged him. It was... kinda weird, seeing him. Seeing that he was back with James and they were all... fucking stupid together. It was pathetic." With a scoff, she took another drag, then let her boots clunk down to the floor. "That's your Fisher. The idiotic pushover nightmare who keeps making shit decisions with himself. A pathetic waste of space on the planet. If you want a Fisher, you take that one. I'm not filling in some void of him you need." Getting to her feet, she tossed her hair out of her eyes, the hue of it shifting gradually from dark black to a shiny, bright red. The shape of her eyebrows shifted, filling out slightly and the arch raising. Her body seemed to be shifting itself without her even noticing.
"That's not me anymore. I am Lily. And you call me that. Non negotiable. Understand?"