She is always smiling. Avery is always happy, always bright, always shining. A cheerful Diamond, she takes what’s thrown at her and she works with it, molds it into something that can be worked with. Sometimes it’s too much, and the weight is enough to send her to her knees. But she just pretends it isn’t.
She keeps smiling, and she adjusts the load until she can carry it, head held high and back straight. It’s a Diamond trait. Partly, Avery learned it watching Rachel, who will always be something like the sister Avery’s never had and will always, to Avery, be the quintessential Diamond woman. But in truth, the lessons began with someone else; Avery learned to shine from another woman in an entirely different Suit.
She’s bright, she’s resilient, and she carries on. And that, she learned from her mother before all other people.