Sun Mote Copse The end of Troy.

A sad smile swept over next when she mentioned Camilla. He did often wonder what life would be like if she was still around, but there was no way to know. Phox liked to think that she would have gotten better, more socialized, but he didn't know if that was true. Maybe she would have stayed the same, maybe he would have dealt with it poorly, maybe he would have grown irritated and bitter with her. Now she was just a memory, and he kept it at that. She was alive in Figment and Fennec, and he was beyond grateful for them.

Towhee shifted the mood with her next comment. He chuckled, then wondered if this was a good time to bring up the Niamh thing. Would there ever be a good time? The kids seemed very fine with the whole thing, especially since he'd promised them that Towhee would still be their mom and nothing about that relationship would change. -I may not even have to look outside the Firebirds,- he said, a mischievous glint in his eye. -It's not even a thing, but I told Niamh the other day that I've got a bit of a crush on her. She's, uh, still dealing with Colt's death, and I don't really know where we stand on anything. It's in her court now, although she's probably pissed I kept Nellie's secret.-