"I can, but I don't want to," she said fiercely. Her face was still serene though. The Pure were looking at her like she was one of those masterpiece cakes that were too pretty to eat, and for once she was ok with that. As long as they didn't attack Toby. Then a Pure woman came up behind her, and she let out a scream as the curly-haired brunette raised a smooth, black-handled gun to her head.
But what surprised Indigo more was the words that came out of the woman's mouth before she -Indigo decided Curly was a good name for the woman, at least before they got to a first name basis friendship and all- even thought of shooting.
"You're her daughter, aren't you?" Her calm black eyes studied Indigo as though she had suddenly become an interesting beetle rather than a mortal enemy. Indigo wasn't quite sure whether it was worse to be Curly's beetle or enemy, but either way she narrowed her eyes.
"I don't know what you're talking about," she said. But her eyes flicked to the side fearfully, betraying that it was possible she did know. Suddenly she felt the space close around her, as curious Pure members circled closer around her and Toby.