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The smirk relieved some of the tension coiling in Towhee's gut. She couldn't even begin to guess at the source of his irritation; it was so unlike him. But when he responded, she quickly cottoned on to what might be afflicting Tegan. She licked her lips in bemusement. It was tempting to poke fun at him, yet Towhee sensed that there was some serious butthurt here and she shouldn't treat it too lightly.

With that said, she couldn't resist replying, -I don't know. I'm Towhee, not Niamh.- She looked down at herself as if to double-check, gaze rising to his face again. -You'll have to ask her.- With slightly slower, more thoughtful movements, she said, point blank, -You know, I don't think I've ever seen you worked up before, Tegan. Tell me what's put a bee in your bonnet and maybe I can help. I promise I'll only give you a little bit of shit for it, whatever it is.-