Noctisardor Bypass nature

She gave an approving nod on the food front. Fiona wasn't unaccustomed to the ways that mothers ate their children's feces. It wasn't weird or gross to her, just as it wasn't weird or gross for children to shit in their own bed. She didn't, however, think it was a particularly great source of nutrients for somebody who was healing from several knocked-out teeth. Then again, she didn't have many other ideas for food that didn't involve chewing. At least there was the coughed-up meat every adult could provide, and that was much more likely to be of use to Druid.

Fiona's ears pricked up when Druid mentioned the confrontation with Glaukos. She mentioned feeling better, and it was the perfect opening for the witch to point out what she had seen the other day by the cliff. The other day, by the cliff... you said you saw your sister, Witch. Do you remember that? she asked. Druid seemed more clear-headed now, less confused, and Fiona hoped she could explain what she had (or rather hadn't) seen.