Redsand Canyon loricatus

Maybe it wasn’t fair, but Towhee was a master and Germanicus seemed to value her ability to assess, so she agreed, No, she’s not, and then posited, She needs more tactical training. I bet all of us could do with more of that, actually. One-on-one spars have their place, of course, but if we’re meant to work as a team in a combat situation, we all need more practice in scenarios like that one.

Speaking of tactics, the Imperator explained his decisions during the recent confrontation. Towhee listened with a thoughtful expression. When it came to the heat of the moment, she wasn’t really one to assess too comprehensively. She just did whatever her instincts commanded her to do, never thinking more than a step ahead. Germanicus seemed to approach it like a game of chess, with more strategy in mind. Towhee wondered if she was even capable of that, despite what she’d just said.

He brought up her first assignment next and Towhee stifled the intrigued smirk his remark about interrogations had brought about and replied, Yeah, I’ve met with each of them, except this Diesel. She glanced at him. Where was she? The meets have gone better than expected, despite you setting us all up to despise each other, she quipped, letting the good-natured smirk return.