Northstar Vale can't talk, got a beat in my headphones

Her name causes her honeyed eyes to snap up, gaze taking over Towhee with assessment, despite the warm smile that pulled at the corners of her lips. You, she replied, ensuring Towhee could see her speak. I wanted to make sure you haven’t overworked yourself.

It was good to see the dark woman on her feet and happier—Meadow was learning quite quickly that the Redhawk was a firecracker at best, and she could only imagine how she had felt being bedridden.

She looked closer, gaze shifting to Towhee’s back before she gave a nod to the woman. How are you feeling?