Sun Mote Copse Dark aeon.

As much as Towhee loved the idea of grandchildren, even ones blind as bats, she sensed that Fennec didn't want to pursue the topic any further just now. She would've dropped the subject entirely but then her daughter shifted gears a little, talking about how Fig might reproduce prolifically someday. Towhee could only hope!

She didn't miss the loaded remark, though before she asked about it, she pointed out, "Being an aunt is hell'a awesome. You get all the fun and next to none of the responsibility." Towhee wondered if Fen could hear the smirk in her voice... probably not. "He's grown up a lot, just like you," she added, tilting her head and staring shrewdly into her daughter's sightless eyes, wondering if something was amiss between the brother and sister.

If she wanted to talk about it, Towhee trusted Fen knew she would be there to listen, deafness aside. In the meantime, she yawned (she meant to keep it quiet but spoiler alert: she failed). She suddenly felt utterly wiped out and wanted to close her eyes for a bit, though she didn't want to cut off the discussion. Besides, she wanted to wait up for Phox and Fig.