Bramblepoint When we survive this, I'm going to order some pizza and move some furniture around.

The vale? Towhee repeated in her head, then shook it. "No, she's from a place called Drageda." Her pronunciation may or may not have come out rather butchered. "And I don't know. I don't think there was a reason. From what I've heard," she continued, shooting Hydra a bemused look as the word left her mouth, "they sound sadistic. Wildfire didn't do anything, she was just in the wrong place at the wrong time."

In response to Hydra's probing, she shook her head again and repeated, "I don't know. But if I have any say in it, I think the Redhawks should go there and force them out." Towhee paused, licking her lips as the cogs and wheels in her mind spun. It was very unusual for her to entertain the thought of cooperating with outsiders, yet she found herself thinking aloud, "But if you guys have beef—and Drageda too—then..."