Haunted Wood Grim, grinning ghosts.

She felt the clench of disappointment in her heart when her meaning clicked and Hydra's expression changed right before she spoke. Towhee nodded her understanding, figuring as much was true. She wouldn't hold it against her sister-in-arms, any more than she supposed she would hold it against Eljay. This just meant she'd have to take her brother's advice and find some loners to bang. She'd done it before, it shouldn't be difficult.

"No," she replied, "I'm not." She shot Hydra an almost sheepish smile, though Towhee wasn't particularly apologetic about this aspect of herself. "And that's totally valid. I didn't think—" Abruptly, her voice cut off and the Sovereign realized what a tactless ass she'd been just now. "Shit, Hydra, I didn't think... you just lost your brother and I—shit, I need to shut my fucking clam. Don't worry about it." This came out rather hastily, though she slowed down, took a breath and met her sister's eyes with a gentle, apologetic smile. "Seriously."