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Fennec couldn't help a playful smile when her mom's tone came back rueful.  She nosed her shoulder.  Mom, hate to break it to you, but that's a good thing.  She said once she'd raised her head again.  Despite her blindness, Towhee's own condition had bred in her the automatic instinct to ensure her face was not obscured and directed (mostly) at her conversation partner when speaking.  Likely it fed into her blindness being a tidge less recognizable on first impression - but growing up, she'd have learned through experience, failing to do this rarely got her a response.

It means you're healthy.  I don't think you're supposed to feel sick or anything right away.  She couldn't say for sure, but it was another note for Eljay.  What's expected and what's wrong?  I can send Eljay your way.  I need to talk to him anyway, and have him teach me some of this.  Since I'm, you know, going to be around.  She felt a little self conscious on that last part, but shoved it down under professional indifference.  It shouldn't have been a big deal, her decision to stick around here... but it really was.  And she was proud of it, in a weird and small way.