Sun Mote Copse Brave as a noun

Niamh looked utterly crestfallen and Phox looked vaguely murderous. Especially after her brother's exasperated glance, it was tempting to flee back into the shrubbery and leave them to figure it out between themselves. But when Phox remained motionless and Niamh continued to looked down in the dumps, Towhee sensed that she was inexplicably expected to fill in the silence so deafening even she could hear it.

The pressure was building and Towhee was not prepared for any of this, so she blurted the first thing that came to mind: "This doesn't look like time or space." Even as it left her mouth, she felt idiotic. Only Phox would really understand the context and she didn't intend to rebuke him. She grimaced apologetically in the next breath before squawking, "How can I help? I want to help." She paused. "Even if that means turning around and going back to minding my own business."