Sawtooth Spire As easy as rolling off a log

"Oh," Q said, then recollected, "you totally told me that on the tour. I just forgot." She shrugged, tossing him a sheepish grin. There was a piece of meat stuck between her teeth, she could feel it. Instead of picking it out, she smiled all the wider, putting it on display as if to playfully mock her father's commentary on her table manners.

"I think I like Quellcrist Ansbjørn," she said after finally sucking the chunk from her gums, "same as you." She lifted a paw and picked at her teeth some more with a toenail. Without waiting for a response to that, she wondered, "Could you tell me more about my mom? And my other, uh, dad? What were they like?"