Daisy shakes her head, loosely. "Made the choice I made for some bad reasons. Feels. Wrong, somehow. Saying I'd have made a different choice."

Daisy has some very... specific, ideas, about how she should handle her own past. Ideas that don't necessarily make sense to everyone else. She's extremely wary of coming off as if she's absolving herself.

"There's probably at least one universe where weredinosaurs are a normal thing," she says with a shrug. "But, see. Whatever the deal is with wolf shifters in your world won't be like anyone else's. Better you explain whatever that deal is to people than have 'em think you're— Twilight, or something."