Sun Mote Copse I imagine so many things

The Sovereign agreed with her and Towhee was already looking forward, planning out her trip in her head. She even moved as if preparing to leave, when Wraen spoke again, causing the mercenary to freeze. Her orange eyes rested on the leader's lips, reading every word.

What standpoint is that? she wanted to know, though Wraen didn't give her an opportunity to ask. The context became a bit clearer as she continued, listing off all their wayward children. Towhee openly frowned at Wraen, a little insulted that she felt the need to spell it out for her.

"You know I lost both my kids this year, on separate occasions, right?" she said. "I don't feel differently. I know that heartache deeply, just like I know from experience the even more awful futility of searching to no avail. In any case, we can't help how we feel but we can decide how to react." She paused, suddenly conscious that Wraen must take her for some unfeeling asshole. Well, she wasn't entirely wrong, though it wasn't completely fair, either. "I try to find the balance between emotions and practicality, to varying degrees of success." Towhee shrugged.

She paused a little awkwardly there before saying, "I think we've struck a good middle ground here. This plan is a far cry from just wandering around aimlessly, screaming their names." Towhee shrugged again and said, "I'm gonna go find my kids now and talk to them about my upcoming trip."