Redhawk Caldera two in the hand

Fox grinned toothily at her, unmoved by the return fire. Grimm returned the same toothy smile, feeling a certain affinity towards her cranky, mean-faced little leader grow beneath her breast. Fox wasn't particularly charming, but that made her interesting - like daring yourself to touch something you know is too hot to handle.

"Well obviously I am," Grimm conceded, though she was not yet settled enough in life to mean it. Peregrine was rather dashing, though, and she did envy Fox her access to him. "But I'm not jealous of what's coming. Have you ever seen anyone give birth? They just balloon out of you like a string of enormous shits. It takes hours."