Redhawk Caldera lying on the couch just chillin in my snuggie.

Lagan said there was no one in particular that had his interest, but Fin still wondered. Her son seemed to have taken a liking for the trade she had recently abandoned - one that took him often out of the packlands. She wondered who he had met in his travels that had brought him to realize this about himself. And again, the nagging curiosity of there perhaps being someone within. Or maybe it was less a curiosity than a hope. A boy outside of the pack had once stolen her daughter from her. A boy inside of the pack would perhaps help her keep Lagan right where he was.

His follow-up question took her slightly by surprise, but she handled it with the same level of honesty as before. Of course, this truth was not difficult to share as there was really nothing bad about it. "Not romantically, no," Fin answered, "I've known girls who have preferred their own gender, but I've never felt that way before."