Darius shrugged. "If you like him, that's that.. I mean.. "He scratched at his neck idly and looked at her. "You just have to make sure he sees it that way, yeah?" He frowned slightly as if bothered by a thought but then smiled more. "You're taking the steps, you already know you are doing the right thing. You might not be sure until you succeed. But this is what you want to do , so do it." He patted the top of her head and stood to go back to looking at books.

"Your sister is jealous. She wishes to be more like you. She just doesn't want to admit it." He guessed then held up a finger to his lips to her showing it was their secret. "And ignore her. Not all of us want you gone. Some of us are more like Betsy."