Dea frowned a little. This was very concerning. It also kind of concerned her that Norah called her brother "broken" but uhh...that was probably an issue for later.
"Well, I agree with you. This is...kinda stupid and like, super outdated. I mean, arranged marriages still happen in certain cultures but like, it's just weird for it to be happening to a person I know, I guess? I think you should be allowed to have fun and figure out who you want to date or be with. My brother Graham says that's what being young is about. Figuring out what you want to do with your life."
Graham had also said that to her while they were on the phone and she had made sure that her mother couldn't hear. When Mom exploded and ranted at her about people not being able to choose when Dea told her she maybe liked people just in general, it really surprised her. Because, Graham had a husband. He was gay. And Mom always had said that she really cared about Chris, that he was a part of the family now. Granted Dea had been too young to remember when Graham came out, and she knows they had eloped, but like...
There was no way her mom was actually against people gay, right?
Dea shook the thought from her head and quickly got back on track. She laughed a little, her tongue showing a vibrant shock of lime green. "I think Magnus is much better than Havdar. It sounds a little more...well, I'm not really sure but it's better than Havdar at least," she replied. "And you're not bothering me. You're my friend."
And then...the dreaded question. Deagret swallowed hard, and put a spoonful of ice cream in her mouth. "Well, um, I have two answers for that. I've got a real answer and a fake answer. My fake answer is that if I were in your position, I would send him a polite letter back thanking him for the compliments, but nothing more. Just to be polite." She took in a deep breath, and a finger reached up to rub the smooth surface of one of her earrings.
"My real answer is that I would avoid it and just ignore him. But like, that's a problem that I have which is why I wouldn't recommend taking advice from me," Dea said firmly. Considering that her only experience "flirting" had been with Maz, who was very attractive and had cool piercings. They were nice, and only a few months older than her, so basically their conversations consisted of talking about shows or games or sending each other funny Tiktoks, which was nice, but not much more than a friend would do, so Dea wouldn't consider it a relationship.
Also, considering that she only got over her crush on Norah, who was sitting right in front of her, like, three months ago, this wasn't really helping. When they met in the theater during Dea's first year, she'd thought that Norah was like, super pretty and hadn't thought much more about how thoughts of holding her hand kinda floated through her mind from time to time until last spring.
Come to think of it, Dea had had crushes on pretty much all of her friends at some point in time: Jake in first year, Gigi in second year, and Elliot on and off for awhile now which Dea faced with a "deny and avoid" tactic. Actually, that was her general tactic.
So to say that she, a thirteen year old with no clue about who the hell she was or what she liked, could give Norah appropriate advice? Ha, very funny.
"Yeah, just like, don't do what I do. Don't avoid people, it's um, it's stupid." Needless to say, Dea was not exactly happy about this whole "Norah is betrothed" thing.