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quixote didn't seem immediately on board but... tegan wasn't sure he was off board. truthfully, this was way better than 'no', and he had made it much further than he had expected. at the question, tegan flicked his ears thoughtfully. i mean, yeah, tegan's thing was impulsion. like, duh. but he wondered how impulsive the thing about bat had been. had he done anything? is that even what quixote was getting at? as for blackfeather... whoops. for the record, that moonspear dude was with him. either way, tegan had totally thought about it, about all of it, and it was the main reason he was even here asking for this step up in responsibility. he voiced this -- not that he necessarily deserved it. 

"you're right," tegan said, giving a pause to sort through his limited vocabulary of words that weren't vulgar or fuckass slang, "but.. that's why i'm askin'. i learned a lot. and i think i got a lot put in perspective for me. i'm not saying i won't think the same stuff, but i'm gonna think about it differently." holy shit did that make any sense? or was that a riddle? he gave a small, almost sheepish, smirk at that statement and tacked on, "think about things a little harder before i act on them, i mean." 

and then, to quixote's second comment, tegan shrugged. "i've been making ambassador decisions -- even if they're kinda small -- for a while. i've been representing the pack for a decent amount of time. i mean, you're right, it's a big deal, i'm just saying i don't think it's been rushed." referring to his visits to drageda, his desire to form an alliance with moonspear, etc. etc. small things, maybe, but no way quixote and towhee had a 4 hour meeting every day to discuss their political actions. no way.