I like this. It's very Daja. She still thinks about what her Trader family would say, but she knows that all she should worry about is her Circle family. Very nicely done.

This is very good except for one really tiny detail.
Daja was not the eldest child in her family.
She had an older brother named Uneny, and maybe others.
It might have been missed, seeing as he's so important he's mentioned for two whole sentences in the second book of CoM, and never again. :-)
All in all, nice work. I was curious about what 'the issue' was right up 'til the end.

That was lovely! I liked the subtlety of it. Some constructive criticism I would give is that I felt the last line few lines were a bit abrupt and are out of place with the rest of the fic. As I said before it was wonderfully subtle, but then that was sort of lost when you outright stated that Daja preffered girls. Other than that I thought it was very good :)

Oh, Lea. This is awesome!

She ought not to let what others thought bother her so much, she knew. Or rather, that was what her sister would say if she brought her odd new concern to her. You do as you see fit, she’d say, and may all others be damned. Easier in words than practice, she thought. What would people think?

This made me identify with Daja so much - you capture the fear of coming out, and the fear of people knowing, and their reactions so well!

Oh, i like it. Full of...um...Daja-ish-ness.

The last line was just the best. I wonder how many un-spoiled people you surprised with this?

Very well-written. I love it. I like how you beat around the bush and then at the end smacked the reader over the head with that brick about preferring girls. Ingenious.

M I love this portrait of lesbian!Daja. Very well-done and, if I can say this without sounding dirty, kinda hot :)

I really liked this. It's confused, reflecting Daja's thoughts, I suppose, and the descriptions are perfect for the piece. It seems to me that the mistiness of the glass is similar to how Daja feels. The description of her view in the mirror is a very nice effect, especially the way that you've used different verbs for the actions of her hands: twined them through her hair, and tickled down her neck.

This line is lovely: 'She stopped, looked back, looked away, and finally turned to face the mirror.' The way it summarises her hesitation is simple and beautiful.

Lea, this is great! I love how well you've written it, how reflective she is, you really address the problems with coming out so well. I could really connect with Daja. Just brilliant!