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When it seemed Towhee was trying to read her face, Raven ceased and desisted with the licking, reeling back somewhat to afford the pup a good view. The little girl seemed to say something back, though there was no real sound associated with the movements of her mouth. The Gamma's brow furrowed and her lips pursed, though she quickly remembered to control her expression and schooled it back into a smile. Meanwhile, she ever so briefly glanced sideways at Eljay, wondering if he had somehow understood what Towhee had mouthed at them.

"Did she... was that... 'I love you'?" she guessed dubiously. It really hadn't been very clear to her but the more she reflected on the way Towhee's lips had moved, the more it clicked into place. It warmed the cockles of Raven's heart and she made to grin down at the deaf puppy, only to see that Towhee had lost interest in the adults and engaged Orca instead. Although now she appeared to be sniffing the air hungrily.

"Oh, there's—" the caregiver began to say before catching herself. She spun to motion toward the food in lieu of words, only to notice the pups had finished off the slurry. "Oh, crud." She had given everything she had to give, at least as far as stomach contents went. "Come here, Towhee," Raven said in the next instant, again forgetting the child's deafness, though she immediately reached out to tap the girl's shoulder before the Gamma abruptly flopped to the ground and proffered her teats to the hungry whelp.