Blacktail Deer Plateau riboflavin-flavored, non-carbonated, polyunsaturated blood

Junior made a sound of mingled protest and disgust at Lasher's whispered words. "No," she countered quietly but emphatically, "it's definitely the other way around." The youth paused for a weighted moment. "You're not the only one he threw aside, remember. He chose Fox over all of us," she reminded him in a soft voice, catching his gaze for a split second before dropping hers.

With those words and the sense of camaraderie they engendered, Junior shuffled a little bit closer to him, unaware that he was in need of an anchor even as she offered herself as one. "It's probably not much — what's the word? — consolation, but... just like you're glad I came back, I'm glad you came back. We may be Peregrine's castoffs but if we stick together, we'll stay strong," she finished, finding her father's given name strange on her tongue.