Redhawk Caldera The old red hills of home

He got a reply he wasn't expecting, and with a stiffness that caused him to tilt his head curiously, his lip fetching up on one of his teeth. He'd practically set her up for one of her trademark sarcastic quips and normally she would've knocked such a thing out of the park- but this reaction seemed to come at him from left field.

Most times even when she was bothered, she'd try to be casual, or shrug things off. But for some reason, she seemed incapable of even mustering indifference- it wasn't often that he thought Fennec actually looked like she was talling a lie. He pondered for a moment what might happen if he called her out on it, or if he should let her be. She could explode at him- but she might also resent him later if he chose not to address the elephant in the room. 

Damned either way, he figured. 

"You wanna talk about it?" It seemed like a better option than straight up telling her she was lying. Obviously she was not good- not even remotely close. Maybe it had something to do with Towhee announcing recently that she wanted the Redhawks to consider either stepping up or nominating new Regents. Phox was still missing, so of course she had every right to be stressed or worried about him. Whatever the reason for this mood she had, he wanted to help her through it- even if it meant taking on a bit of damage himself.