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She raised a brow at his comment- maybe he was more like Ambrose than she'd thought. But when he mentioned not liking politics, she got rid of that idea. Ambrose wanted to be a leader- even if it meant leading a bunch of wolves who knew nothing about politics and simply followed him because he stepped in to do so. She chuckled. "I bet he'll make his way out here someday. I wouldn't be surprised." She said. For some reason, the idea appealed to her- but also gave her some reservations. Ambrose wouldn't have kept his cool around Clover or Fiadh, and probably would've egged their resentment toward him on, had he been with her the whole time. 

She would have asked again why exactly he'd been stuck to follow Towhee while they traveled, but something else caught her attention, and made her turn one ear back in hesitation. "So...If you've only traveled out East...Do you actually know where we're going?" She probably should have clarified that before they left.