Hideaway Strath Futha.

Yet despite X's proclamation, the hawk made no move to come down from her perch. Towhee drew in a long breath, then let it out through her nostrils, before turning to face Rye. She felt terrible but she needed him to go away so she could try to get X to come down to talk. There was so much to say, after being apart for more than two months.

But she'd only just caught up with Rye and he'd pretty much come here for her! Still, Towhee would be doing everyone a disservice if she lied and said the hawk wasn't suddenly her only priority at the moment. She would just have to let Rye down easy and swear to come find him another time, in the near future.

-"Hey Rye, I really need X to feel comfortable enough to come down to the ground so I can talk to her. If you go to the rendezvous site, I'll meet you there later and we can have something to eat and talk some more. Would that be okay?"- Hopefully he wouldn't protest, else Towhee was going to have to resort to demanding him to leave; the mere thought already made her feel like a total asshole.