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Towhee was too tired to roll her eyes, though she wondered if Kallik and Aquene knew the definition of the word “ambush.” The healer’s point was valid otherwise. Tiredly, the Redhawk reached out to nip fondly at the woman’s shoulder, a friendly, apologetic gesture she hoped would dispel any remaining pique.

Good, the Redhawk said simply. I’m glad. She knew it sounded like a platitude but she meant it. She liked Aquene. She liked Kallik too, despite how ornery he seemed all the time. Towhee was truly happy for them. First comes love, then comes marriage, then comes Kallik with a baby carriage…? she added teasingly, ignoring the slight twinge she felt when she realized this meant her own aspirations were likely even further out of reach than before.

That made her glance over at Maxim again. Everyone’s getting hitched out here, she remarked. And I’m over here, #ForeverAlone. Towhee snorted. Maybe others would pity her, yet the last thing Towhee needed was a man. With that said, she still toyed with some of the ideas her conversation with Germanicus had put into her head. Cue a sleepy eyebrow wiggle at Maxim.

They were getting close to the tablinum now, which was good, because Towhee felt like she might fall asleep standing up. I’m just gonna… she said, oozing unceremoniously to the ground, her bad leg outstretched for easy access.