Redhawk Caldera Michael Bolton, we're really gonna need you to focus up

She peered at her foot once her grandson was done with it, spreading her toes apart to reveal a webbing of saliva. Towhee snickered at that, then glanced down at him. When she realized she could tell what he was saying—the chanting repetition certainly helped—the Sovereign's entire face lit up.

"You're saying 'butts'!" she exclaimed joyfully, then realized what she'd said and grinned like a Cheshire cat. "Really, Killer? All the fun swears in the world and you go with something lame like 'butts'? Why don't you try out 'ass,' at the very least. Better yet, you know what comes out of assbutts? Shit."