[ Darcy's about to answer about Jenny when Pollux makes the statement about watching over her and wow, look at that, having to look too hard at the fact that her and Castor are Gods. ]

Please don't- [ It's said all at once far too quickly, ] I'm already spoken for like, religiously, and the dude really isn't big on sharing. So.

[ The benedictine medal in her pocket seems to metaphorically burn, and Darcy really, really hopes that Pollux is happy enough to just move on. ]

Jenny isn't really a friend or anything, but like. I don't hate her or anything, I just kind of don't know her.