[But eventually, everyone adapts. And Spartans, even those that were never meant to settle in, can also do it. Whenever if it's a testament to what she was as a soldier, or as a girl that missed her old life, Daisy never truly understood over her year in Luceti.
She picks the pizzas from the oven. Hers is larger - very much so. While the meals are just out of the oven when they are set on the table, Daisy makes a few soft waves of her hand -- sending waves of wind to cool them down. Daisy only stops upon realizing what she may have thought of as bizarre twelve months ago.]
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She picks the pizzas from the oven. Hers is larger - very much so. While the meals are just out of the oven when they are set on the table, Daisy makes a few soft waves of her hand -- sending waves of wind to cool them down. Daisy only stops upon realizing what she may have thought of as bizarre twelve months ago.]