Redhawk Caldera But in her eyes, we were saints

Hotah watched the exchange with Peregrine with thinly veiled amusement, one brow lifting as Towhee finally disengaged herself. The shove, the determination, the very Towhee-ness of it all pulled a quiet huff from his chest.

When she signed her plan, his brow arched a little higher.

-Oh?- he asked, tone light, curious rather than challenging.

He rose to his feet as well, rolling his shoulders once before looking back to her, that familiar crease at his eye settling into place.

-Where are we going?-