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daphne greengrass is [bulletproof];; (daphne__g) wrote in wished,

Instinctively, her foot moved away from his touch as it blindly reached for the bottle. Shifting just slightly, she managed to guide the bottle into his grasp with the tip of her heel. Glancing down at the violin in her hands, she moved to place it back into the case. Snapping it shut, she shook her head, "I don't like sharing." She stated rather bluntly, which was true. Daphne was raised to be spoiled, given everything her heart could content, and not even having to ask for it. It was just given to her, talk about being born with a silver spoon in her mouth. She never had to share anything, even when Astoria and Sebastian were born, she was given all the material possessions her heart desired.

Stretching out her limbs, all this sitting on the cold stone ground was really starting to hurt. Sliding on the floor, she laid on her stomach, propping herself up on her elbows she rested her chin on the palm of her hand, right next to him. "Do you really think I have a gift?" Daphne knew she was good, but considering she never played for anyone else, she didn't know how other people thought of her playing. Not that their opinion mattered, she could care less, but it still felt good to know that others appreciated something she loves so much.

Feet began to sway in the air as the floor still felt like it was tilting from side to side beneath her. "How would people benefit from my playing? It's not like it can heal the ailing, or offer a solution for House Unity." Snickering at that suggestion, Daphne found the entire House Unity thing complete bollocks.