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Soto said a word that sounded just like “see,” though the context didn’t quite fit. Bushtit cocked his head, trying to puzzle out possible meanings. His dad’s reaction to the woman’s name distracted him. It was followed by more words, none of which made a lick of sense to him—nor to Towhee, judging by her helpless shrug when he glanced at her.

Yeah, Fiamma. Maybe she can translate again? he said, gesturing between themselves before thinking to point at his mouth. Fiamma can help us? To talk? he tried.