Northstar Vale I need to spin my wheels

The way Fennec talked about Aquene reminded Towhee of back in the spring, when the medicus had declared herself pregnant. She had been right, though at the time, Towhee hadn’t understood how she could be so damned certain. Whether it was confidence, experience or even a little bit of magic, Towhee could see how someone could get a sort of “mother knows best” impression from Aquene.

Maybe, she murmured, doubting that but knowing better than to press.

Anyway, Fen’s next comment effectively sidetracked her, prompting her to say, You could come to my weekend classes, if you want. But if you’d prefer one-on-one training, I can see about penciling you in. In lieu of a wink, Towhee clicked her tongue and threw a fond elbow at Fennec’s ribs.