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-yes. this is tvar,- towhee signs, sheepishness washing over her expression as she realized she never formally introduced them to one another. -tvar, this is my youngest brother, bushtit.- she finish, movements holding a twinge of apology that does not directly make its way into her ptero.

she'd been a bit waylaid by bushtit's worry and introducing them had become a far-flung thought. but now that bushtit appears to be calm(er) and her husband steps up in an effort to assist.

without much more to add, as tvar was asking the logical questions already towhee can read via watching his lips, her paws are still; contented to watch their exchange.