Redhawk Caldera you never feel the jet lag unless you're trying to fit in.

"What?" was a question Towhee saw fairly frequently. While she was usually quite patient with her loved ones when they required a repeat, her teeth clenched as she read the confused expression on the outsider's face. Was she really so hard to understand?

"What—did—you—say—to—them?" she enunciated as clearly as she could, pausing slightly between each word. Towhee shot him a look that heavily implied he was dumb, orange eyes still narrowed suspiciously.