She solemnly nodded before her head dipped to look at her lap, her sadden state at being essentially put into her place made me squeeze her hand for comfort. Her head twisted a little for her eyes to meet mine and I saw the corners of her mouth twitch upwards. Even though she was still annoyed at being called out, it was nice that I was able to ease it. One of the things that Daphne hated was having her own feelings openly thrown back into her face. It probably didn’t help that it was during a holiday dinner in front of two families. I seemed to be the only person who could without her being irritated. At least as long as it didn’t involve my own shortcomings.