"I see," Pansy says slowly. "That's good. I want you to know where I stand. For my expectations to be clear." She gives Monet a warm smile, but doubts that it'll get her to open up any more. She's already working on how she can handle this better next time. Make Monet more comfortable.

She pushes this aside for now, turns that warm smile into a big smile, and dips into her bag of parent lines. "Have I succeeded at making this awkward?"