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He didn’t really react, nor say anything for a moment. Now the cold, impassive look on his face struck her as less wistful and more maudlin. Towhee took a step back, glancing downward just in time to miss it when he broke the silence, though her eyes flicked back to catch his comments about wandering.

It's not the same, she thought, prickling a little. We’re not the same. Germanicus probably drifted because he was incapable of forming deep bonds, connecting with others meaningfully and setting down anything but the shallowest roots. Towhee, meanwhile, couldn’t possibly pick between all the flowers on her family tree.

You know, I never got your side of the story, Towhee said next, seeing as we evidently couldn’t be arsed to keep in touch after I left Mereo. But as someone who’s very recently realized just how fucked up it is to only get one side, I’d really love to hear your hot take. Why did you marry my daughter, just to leave her for somebody else?