Redhawk Caldera Fevered Interest

Sometimes, Towhee had trouble reading a particular wolf's lips. She wondered if this was that or if the crying had messed with her vision. Her eyes did feel a bit... muzzy. She blinked hard a couple times, even went as far as to rub at her eyes a bit, wiping the tear stains from her cheeks. She sniffed for good measure.

"I didn't catch any of that," the Sovereign informed the visitor. "I'm deaf, so please look right at me and speak slowly so I can read your lips. Repeat what you just said." There was no "please," just an expectant, steady stare.