How Green Becomes Wood

Ciara debated, but since Daizi seemed serious and completely sober, she moved the drink back into reach and carefully touched it against Daizi's hand. "Here you are, then. I do not know why you would wish me to carry on loudly, but I shall remember that you said to."
 
Ciara decided not to touch that statement with a ten-foot pole. Thankfully, the official lineup of beat poets had started once more, saving her from having to make an immediate reply. What Daizi and Dark did together was none of Ciara's business, and she'd prefer to keep it that way.
 
After a few moments of silence, Daizi exclaimed, her face turing quite red, "I didn't mean like that!" Although. "I meant, like---" but then she had to silence herself because the poetry started back up so she finished her drink in one needed gulp.
 
Ciara smiled faintly, playing with her own almost empty, nonalcoholic drink, somewhat pleased Daizi couldn't see her smile. After two poems, there was a short pause as the act set up the stand-up bass, and she leaned over to tell Daizi what was going on. It had to be awkward, sitting listening to a bunch of shuffling and not being able to see what was going on.
 
"I looked into Emma when it seemed they were serious, but I have not looked into Claire. Merely a basic background check, nothing more than what a standard job interview might run, to ensure there are no issues," she said. "I highly doubt a high schooler would be involved with anything worth checking into, but they are still technically under their parents."
 
"In a strictly moral sense, I take a level of umbrage with heavy surveillance," Daizi said slowly, "but as a mother, even if it may not be strictly necessary for a high schooler, I can't deny feeling a bit of comfort knowing they have that. Especially if they date as adults, where there may be more to find. Even more so when Ivy dates some day."
 
"It is an interesting line to walk: Enough surveillance for safety's sake, but not so much as to truly invade someone's privacy," Ciara agreed. "I trust that if there was something truly amiss, you would handle it, but there is no harm in extra resources."
 
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