Witch's Marsh I'll never forgive Orange if they've wiped the twins

That's fine!

His ears flattened slightly, but Pyg nodded, at least giving the pretense of understanding. She was evasive about her family and he wondered why. A conversation for another day, perhaps. Not everyone had grown up in the glorious chaos that was the Pangloss clan.

Aye, sure, he said, a bit wistfully. See ye later, Bhediya. He watched her pad away, eyes tracking her steps as she disappeared into the mire. 

Family. Maybe they'd have one of their own, someday. One she wouldn't be afraid to discuss. Pyg did a semi-circle and resumed his frog hunting, nose low to the damp earth in search of squishy grey-green prey.