Hmm...my take on Florence Craye is that all she actually wants is a mirror: someone in whom she can see her own reflection, and nothing else.

Re: Lesbian!Madeline: "We shall dance sky-clad in the dew-strewn grass, under the cool gaze of the brilliant moon, and perhaps the sweet bunnies will come and dance with us!" Although I have no problem with femmeslash, indeed I enjoy it, the thought of Madeline in any kind of 'throes of passion' produces pretty much the same sensation in my brain as a big mouthful of a very cold slushee: brain freeze.