[Blinking as she absorbs all of this new slang he's throwing at her, Daisy still doesn't quite get what he's talking about.]
That's--
Really messed up.
[It feels wrong to Daisy, that there are just bodies out there waiting to be used.
When he mentions that this isn't his sleeve, she assumes that he means body. Wringing her hands out, Daisy suddenly feels uneasy. The way he explains all of this as if it isn't wrong, and maybe it isn't in his world. It just doesn't align with her beliefs, as skewed as they are.]
So does that mean you're--?
[Obviously he's not dead, but Daisy doesn't know what other word to use here.]
no subject
That's--
Really messed up.
[It feels wrong to Daisy, that there are just bodies out there waiting to be used.
When he mentions that this isn't his sleeve, she assumes that he means body. Wringing her hands out, Daisy suddenly feels uneasy. The way he explains all of this as if it isn't wrong, and maybe it isn't in his world. It just doesn't align with her beliefs, as skewed as they are.]
So does that mean you're--?
[Obviously he's not dead, but Daisy doesn't know what other word to use here.]