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Despite her inclusive smile, Rye excused himself and left. Towhee said nothing, watching him go, before turning her full attention back to Phox. She could sense a hesitant thoughtfulness about him and wondered what misgivings he might have. But her brother didn't mention anything, eventually saying that he agreed with her choice.

-"We could take our time, assess her a bit more,"- Towhee offered, still thinking of that look of consternation she'd spotted in her co-leader's eye. -"Then formally ask her if we're still in agreement in few weeks from now."- Truthfully, she thought Rue was worthy now, though she wanted to be on the same page with Phox about it and didn't think a few more weeks would hurt. If anything, it would give the Fusor-to-be more time to prove her fealty and loyalty.