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Day's ears flickered at her words. He remembered, vaguely, that she'd shouted something at her brother shortly before they'd found out about Steady's death. He couldn't recall exactly what had been said, but knowing Dawn, it had likely been terribly hurtful. He might normally have scolded her, but didn't feel it would be beneficial at that moment. It sounded like she knew what she'd done was wrong, and they were talking about his sins, not hers.

"We'll fix it together," he told her.

When she said she would listen, Day fell silent for a moment. He'd never imagined sharing this with her - with anyone, really. But with his daughter, there was even more ground he had to cover. She was still so young, and there were things she might not yet understand.

"Well, first - do you know that there's good love and bad love?" he asked her. "Good love is - is caring about another person, and wanting what's best for them no matter what. Good love is when - when I know something will hurt you, and I tell you not to put it in your mouth," he explained, a bit of a teasing edge to his voice. "Good love is when you want to play tag, but Sunny wants to play chase - so you decide you'll play chase with him, because you want him to be happy." It was more complicated than that, of course, and there were ways that the selfless love he was talking about could become corrupted - but it was a good enough start. "And bad love is when you love someone, and you love them so much that, when they say they want to go eat a porcupine, or jump off a cliff, or something stupid like that - you love them so much that you let them, because you can't say no. You just want them to have what they want. Or, you love someone so much that you only want them to love you."

"Good love means you care for an individual. Bad love is when you care more about your relationship with an individual than the individual themselves. Do you understand?"