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Weejay agreed to her terms, right before pointing out that no flowers grew this time of year. Towhee looked around as if this was news to her, then back to her niece. She saw the telling wilt of her tail and the crestfallen look on her face. Good lort, Towhee thought, the sight strongly reminding her of Eljay.

"Okay, so, how about you tell me some of your favorite fun facts about flowers?" Towhee pressed, insistent to hold up her side of the bargain first and foremost. She genuinely wanted to get to know the girl better and learning more about her interests was a fantastic place to start. She also desperately wanted Weejay to perk up and stop looking like her father, the poster child for anxiety and depression.