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Towhee’s face took on a contemplative expression when Aquene admitted that she wasn’t necessarily clicking with her new role yet. Towhee idly wondered if coming up with a different title might give the healer a better sense of ownership over it, though she held off on making that suggestion for a moment.

She focused on the mention of Arsenio. Towhee was pretty sure she could imagine how he felt. It was probably very similar to how she’d felt upon learning that Aquene and Kallik intended to follow him to the outpost. She felt for the guy, though mostly Towhee was just selfishly thrilled that they were staying here after all.

She said as much. You can’t please everyone, though for what it’s worth, I’m hell’a pleased you’re sticking around and helping run the show. It feels right.

Towhee hummed under her breath, considering bringing up the idea of a unique title now, though instead she found herself confessing, You know, I briefly thought about taking it up myself, though you’re definitely more suited. With that said, if you need some support, just shout—or, well, tickle me, I guess.