A spider in the snow.

"I just feel it," Dalia said with a shrug, turning to look away from Aedes. "I... sorry. Must be me projecting or something."

As the two of them walked, Dalia saw an a gazebo and grabbed Aedes by the hand to drag her underneath it. At least they were out of the snow for now. "That's... kinda better, huh?"

She looked over at her friend, smiling a bit. Her face was flushed from the cold and Dalia took a moment to blow on her hands. "I... thanks a lot though. You're one of the first people to make sense about all of this. My Aunt Chloe tried to help but... you know. Adults don't get it."

Dalia had let go of Aedes' hand when the two of them stopped, but she recoiled a bit anyway when the girl yelled at her. "Sorry... I wasn't trying to hurt you. I just... S-sorry..."

Dalia rubbed her arm and looked at her shoes, slightly uncomfortable now. "Mom says I need to reign in how touchy I am with people. Not everybody likes being touched. I'm just... I need to touch people. I feel like I'm going crazy if I can't hug someone or hold their hand or- y-you get it. I won't do it though. With you, I mean."

Dalia shivered hard as the wind picked up, reminding her of how she stupidly left her jacket behind. Why didn't this damn thing have proper walls? "Anyway, uh. How's your online stuff going? I see you posting sometimes, but I don't really... I haven't done social media in a while."

"Maybe I'll check out your game videos," Dalia said, shoving her hands in her pockets. Wait no, her pants were wet. Meaning cold. Dammit. Instead she pulled her arms inside her shirt to at least keep the wind off of them. "I play Fortnite. It's good for spatial awareness without my powers. Keeps me on my toes, ya know?"

Dalia didn't expect Aedes to really understand. She was training for a fight that she didn't even know would ever come. But she was Malara Tor's daughter. Surely she'd have some big fight to have to do someday. But that was neither here nor there. She was hanging out with a friend. She shouldn't be thinking about that stuff.

"I don't know if I'd be good at that sort of thing. The internet fame thing. I'm better face to face with people. And I'm way better when my adrenaline kicks in. Mom says that's the mark of a Tor. You just... know what to do when things are bad." Oh good she was rambling now. Dalia reached her hand up through the neck of her shirt and scratched at her cheek a bit.

"Thanks though..." she continued, trying not to keep spewing things out at random. "For listening to me, I mean. I want to feel better. To not be so mopey. I just don't know... what I need to do to do that. If that makes sense?"

"You... wanna hang out sometime?" Dalia perked up at that. She had been spending time at friends' houses less and less since she had fewer friends to do so with. Mostly it was her friends visiting her, not the other way around. Plus she didn't even know where or how Aedes lived.

"I'd love that actually. What, uh... did you have in mind? I mean, if you have any ideas already." She was sure Aedes did. She was smart, for all her snark and sass.

She looked her over and found her face flushing a bit more. Luckily the cold probably hid it. Probably. Aedes' little fang was cute though, and how bright her eyes were. Wait no. Dalia stopped and reminded herself not to get weird. This was ehy Jax left, she reminded herself. She was too fast. Too forward. Dalia wanted friends. She wasn't like her mom. Dalia exhaled slowly, recomposing herself in the same span of seconds she had had the strsy thoughts.