Redhawk Caldera Sweet Cheezus

Amalia usually would have been under the same impression of Towhee. That Killer could do no wrong. But at teh moment, she wasn't feeling generous. She felt sick, and sleepy. And she wanted to be grumpy for a minute. It would pass probably within seconds.

Amalia managed to calm down the coughing and the retching and the laughing. And simply shook her head. A large swallow and gave a nod. Finally able to speak.

I like that nickname.