[Daisy turns to Fuuko. It still feels strange to be labelled "hero", and "good person".]

I do what is necessary... But thank you, Fuuko.

[At the very least, those are traits that remark her humanity.]

Being an officer has benefits. But it doesn't feel right. It's common where I'm from. Many soldiers would refuse to go home if it means their squad would still be out there.

[She grabs a knife and a pair of forks, and slowly cuts through the frosting and the fruits. Upon cutting the first part, she puts a slice over Fuuko's plate -- and a wide portion of Daisy herself.]

This is better... At least for me.