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Towhee couldn’t remember anyone ever voicing concern about her eyes. She didn’t think many realized what a toll lipreading could take. She smiled at Reyson’s thoughtfulness, then motioned for him to go ahead.

She had heard bits and pieces of this but, as expected, there was a hell of a lot more to the story. Towhee knew she was hearing one side of it and would reserve judgment, though of course that was easier said than done. Just by hearing the story from Reyson’s own lips, it was impossible to fully divorce herself from his biased point of view.

Towhee didn’t say anything for a while. She didn’t want to hear these things about pack mates she liked, particularly her former student. She felt the pain of Antigone’s absence. He was still just a kid, to her. And Meadow had made an error in judgment due to her heat, which Towhee could understand perhaps better than anyone, given her history. It was impossible to explain those hormonal experiences to a dude.

I have such a hard time imagining Antigone behaving this way. I believe he did—I don’t doubt you—it’s just… where did it come from?

But that wasn’t meant to be her takeaway, at least with Reyson here. Towhee mulled a moment longer. She could absolutely see why he felt ostracized. However…

I think it will all blow over. I mean, Antigone’s gone and there’s nothing anybody can do about that. But you and the leaders—and you and Meadow—nothing happened that can’t be smoothed out over time, I don’t think. Nothing’s FUBAR here, you know?