Sun Mote Copse knock knock boys, open your brain doors.

Pox frowned at Fin's explanation of what deaf was, unable to comprehend how someone could just... not hear. What the fuck was that about? Hearing was so easy! His opinion of Towhee was slipping faster than ever, making it even more unlikely that he would actually retain any of this ptero nonsense, no matter how he continued to play along. Which he would, of course, play along. His mama could be scary sometimes, and this was clearly one of those things she'd get scary about.

So, he huffed a sigh and waved hello a few more times, even though she hadn't given them any further instructions just yet. Maybe his paw would flop off and he could be excused from the rest of the lesson... Ah, a boy could dream.