It's who you are, Daisy! It's what your mother was and it's what you were born to be! You can't change that, none of us can!

[It was a gift that her mother gave to her; that's how Calvin saw it at least. He could only dream of being half the individual that they were.

A grin dances on his lips despite his best efforts to keep it away, pride shining in his eyes.]

She would be so proud of you.