Heron Lake Plateau i know less now than i did before i asked.

Poe knew why he was concerned for her. She knew that on any other day, Tegan would've probably responded the way she expected Quixote to respond to the announcement that it was time for her to move on. He was only giving her that caring, curious look because of what her scent was doing to him. Problem was, her scent was doing things to her too. And it suddenly felt very much like she was head over heels in love with the handsome Blackthorn.

Fortunately, she knew better. Unfortunately, it didn't entirely help.

"I'm just... it's... my time..." Poe explained coyly, watching his face for recognition. Surely his mother had explained this to him before? (She hasn't met Fin) "And I'm just worried about... men," she didn't move as he stepped closer, just swallowed anxiously and added, "...being near me."