Wheeling Gull Isle they are one person

She didn't have to be a rocket scientist to figure that one out. Did he really not remember Mou? Not by looks, apparently, nor evidently the shortened version of his name (if her husband had given it). She supposed they were lucky in that regard, although she worried that Phox would remember, one sudden day—

And then what? Jaes, what a predicament!

So it makes perfect sense you would defend her, Maegi said, nodding slowly. I hope that it can all be patched up for you. My ears are open if you ever want to talk more.

She sucked in a bracing breath of sea breeze, turning her eyes inland once more. I should relieve my husband from his post, she said, smiling ruefully. Nice to meet you, Phox. Thanks for the chat—it's nice to have a conversation that involves two adults and more than five words.

Chuckling, she flicked her tail in farewell and trotted toward the trees, the carefree look of her visage much at odds with the continued turbulence she felt about his presence here.