Redhawk Caldera The truth is, I prefer whiskey.

Wraen didn't feel the same way about romance, which wasn't surprising, the more Towhee actually thought about it. She was such a passionate person, full of charm and fairy tales, so how could she shut herself off to the entire notion of eros? As she spoke of falling in love in the past, and more about her own complicated approach to her relationship with Arcturus, Towhee found herself feeling sorrier and sorrier for him.

"I'm going to preface this by saying it's really none of my business," Towhee said, "but have you considered that it might be better for him if you two actually spent some time apart, so he could get over you and maybe find what he's really looking for? You too?" She exhaled. "I mean, it sounds like both of you are settling and that's... that's some shit," she finished baldly. Her words were blunt, hard, though the look on her face was significantly softer as she regarded her friend.