Hushed Willows I will relentlessly shame myself in rest, in wake, in front of

Mae was more relieved than she would ever admit when Reverie said she was fine. She was hardly equipped to handle her own emotions, much less anyone else's. Didn't Reverie have a husband for that, anyway?

So, Mae immediately launched into the subject on her mind with no small amount of enthusiasm. I was thinkin' - the plant thing, that's pretty cool, ya know, medicine is useful and all. But what about poison? Silver eyes glinting, tail waving with an uncharacteristic excitement. Reverie had to know something.