Northstar Vale I need to spin my wheels

Of course she remembered. Towhee was properly intrigued now, shifting her weight and trying to ignore the slew of speculative thoughts that scurried through her mind. It wasn’t hard, since Fennec barely left any hang time before finishing her thought.

For several seconds, Towhee thought it was some sort of joke or prank. She felt a laugh forming in the deepest pits of her belly. But long before it could make its way up her throat to her mouth, Fennec tacked on some disclaimers. The laugh died somewhere behind her epiglottis.

Towhee’s first thought wasn’t what the fuck?, it was WHEN the fuck??? She tried to do some quick math in her head, then shook it. She told herself it didn’t really matter, although that wasn’t entirely true. As much as she adored both of them, the timing—so soon after Rue’s departure—struck her as… something. She felt a flicker of distaste on her dear friend’s behalf.

But otherwise, did she have any qualms with it? Was it any of her business, regardless? They were both consenting adults. As Fennec said, it was a business arrangement. It could lead to more. Although considering their respective states of mind, it also had some potential to crash and burn in spectacular fashion. She didn’t worry about Fennec getting hurt so much as hurting Germanicus, which was kind of a funny take.

Towhee drew in a loud breath and finally spoke. Do you realize what this means? I don’t live in Mereo anymore, so he’s not my Imperator. I was going to start calling him by his name but, shit, sonny has a way better ring to it.