Sun Mote Copse Night on earth.

Towhee's comment about Niamh's involvement in her life made Niamh raise an eyebrow. The comment was dismissive, though Niamh wasn't offended, as she likely would have done the same. But the thought of simply not having to check in on Towhee implied that she had no obligation to do so...But Towhee wasn't a responsibility that needed to be checked off the list. Towhee was an entity that Niamh cared about, so checking in on her wasn't something she had to do, nor had she been asked to do it. She wanted to, and would continued to do so, because she valued their friendship. -I know I don't need to, but...You know how it goes. I need to keep up my drama-quota, Tow.- She said, hoping that a touch of humour would diffuse the tension, if Towhee felt at all like she was being watched because she was a cause of worry. Niamh was happy to make checking-in her thing so that Towhee felt like it was more of a Niamh-habit, than a problem that Towhee caused. So if Towhee didn't want to talk, she didn't have to, but at least she knew that Niamh was there, in case. 

She rolled her eyes at Towhee's comment, and nodded, sighing. She would have commented about the ridiculousness of their spat, had Towhee not then moved the topic forward to her relationship with Phox....And the topic of them having a title. Her ears flicked back, and she bit her lip. "We haven't...Exactly...Brought that sort of...Title thing, up, uh," She said. It was the only way she could easily admit that they hadn't been doing a lot of talking. "We're gonna need to figure things out, prossibly, but...I'm...Actually kind of happy just...Being," She said, with a shrug.