As Daedra watched Merrin go off to enjoy the grassy space, she did feel a touch of regret for not forcing Drask to come along. Merrin probably would have liked a fun little wher-ride on such an afternoon. Than again-- it was very possible it would have just turned into a hurried frenzy of trying to get all the flowers before the Brown snatched them all up with that terrible tongue of his. That was how many an afternoon went for her in the past (and still did from time to time).
Next time, perhaps...
Back to the present, Daedra's cheeks lit up pink again, though not out of embarrassment. She really did enjoy the idea of being called an 'auntie'. It just sounded so pleasant and wonderful and endearing. The redhead knew she could be over sentimental though, and maybe she was making far too important of a deal concerning this, but she didn't mind for the moment.
“I'll try my best then,” the petite woman declared with a smile. “--but no one has to call me that, if they don't wish to! I can still be a good friend to any of the children, if they prefer.” Friends were always a necessity and Daedra always felt it was good to have a wide range of different friends. Lot of different understandings and outlooks.
With a sigh, Daedra sat back a bit on her spot in the grass. She felt so much better and lighter than she had earlier, when she'd first come out for a bit of air to clear her thoughts. It felt like a terrible clamping pressure in her chest, and now she could barely recall it. Now all there was, was warm sun on her skin, pretty flowers in her hands, and a contentedness almost dosing right where her heart beat in her chest. Daedra was exceptionally happy, for the time being.