Redhawk Caldera Metanoia.

As Towhee inspected her, Bridget returned the favor. She looked better at least. Maybe not one hundred percent, as she could see a bit of the weariness that seemed to linger, but her leg looked a world of better. Seemed at least their medic knew what they were doing, though she would take a little credit for the groundwork.

No, I'm fine. I'd apologize back for sticking my nose out a little too far there, but I think the lesson's learned. Sometimes a reminder isn't the worst thing. She chuckled good naturedly. Fennec's teeth had definitely left their mark but she'd high-tailed out before any real damage could be done.

How are you? I came by earlier, but couldn't really stick around. You look good. She did, and while Bridget didn't put the meaning behind it that a different tone might have implied, she did keep that same warm and friendly smile.