She doesn't really know what she needs. For a moment, it's just nice to melt into someone's arms and think of nothing. Then Daiya pulls back, blinking her eyes and shaking her head to clear the air. She's gotten so close, so vulnerable...how did that happen? Her head is whirling and her stomach is doing flip-flops, and she can't figure out if she's going to cry or be sick.
"What I need is to not be a mess when Anakin gets here." She glances at the chronometer, surprised by the time it displays. "How late is Bird Man gonna be, anyway?"
Daiya lets out a nervous giggle, looking back at Cassus.
"Let's do friends, Cassus. I can't handle this much weird when we're gonna try to chase a Corpo, yaknow?" She smirks. "And we need your big head in the game here, not your little one."