Davina frowned, agreeing with Cami's declaration with a sombre nod as she picked the white, plastic lid off of her coffee cup and poured in a little sugar. She had picked up a little plastic spatula before leaving the counter and she now plopped it, unceremoniously, into the coffee. With one finger, her gaze fixed intently on the plastic end of the spatula, she started it magically stirring itself. She missed doing magic. Since being here, she had only been able to do little spells, like the one she was casting at that moment - spells that did nothing. She missed real magic, big magic, like the magic Kol had helped her master. She missed feeling that there was someone she could go to who appreciated what she appreciated and enjoyed what she enjoyed.
The plastic not-quite-a-spoon dropped motionless to the side of the cup as Davina looked up at Cami's question. Had she told him? Well, no, not exactly. Not in so many words. But he knew. He knew, right?
"I kissed him," Davina hissed, lowering her voice so that it was barely audible over the hum of background noise coming from the coffee shop around them. "Well, I let him kiss me," she corrected, leaving out the fact that she had kissed him back. A lot.
"I..." She paused, licking her lips, deciding not to say what that kiss had really been to her. "I don't just go around kissing people. If he knows me at all, he'd know that."