Daniel felt like he'd just been slapped in the face. She didn't mean that. Couldn't mean it. He didn't know what to say at first, just stared at her. He grabbed the container of candy and pulled one out, chewing it thoughtfully as he tried to think of what to say. When he finally did speak, his voice was low and unaccusing. He honestly just wanted to understand. It didn't make sense to him. "So you'd rather screw a bunch of guys that don't give a crap about you and go to Azkaban instead of being with one guy who actually cares about you and marrying him."