Sun Mote Copse The power of love of power.

Two of ye can skip as much as you want, as far as I'm concerned.

Fortunately, as soon as Kiwi showed up, Finley was quick to supply the information that Towhee sought. Niamh, like Towhee and Finley, was worried about Tegan- she'd known him to disappear before, but he hadn't been in good condition when he'd returned. It was just another reason why Niamh had never been incredibly sure that Tegan made for a fit ambassador; Niamh didn't think he could hold his own in a fight, not that a really good ambassador would need to do so...But regardless of the fact that Niamh didn't necessarily trust his abilities, she did like Tegan. He was a good hang, and was incredibly true to himself. 

Kiwi, on the other hand, seemed to bristle at the mention of her altercation with him, and the tone of her voice seemed to go both flat and sharp at the same time. Though Niamh liked Tegan, she did find Kiwi's confession to be somewhat amusing, and she could totally picture him being rude. She held back a snort, though, knowing that she'd be best off not jumping on the diss train while Tegan's mom was present. 

"D'you remember which direction he headed in?" She asked, as a means of being somewhat helpful. Maybe if he'd headed in any direction other than in the way back to the Redhawks, Towhee might get an idea as to where he'd gone.