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"I concur," Towhee agreed with a playfully haughty smirk. The subject suddenly made her think of Raven, who had been thrust into leadership (by yours truly), rather than naturally assume the role, like Towhee and Hydra. She now shared that burden with three others, which seemed to be working well for her. But Towhee didn't let her thoughts stray too long or far. Thinking about her elder sister drummed up her sorrow over their last meeting.

Hydra's question caught her off guard a little bit. Towhee pursed her lips, wondering if she should tell Hydra that Wraen was infertile as well, as far as she knew. But like with her own tryst with Arcturus, it really wasn't her information to share. Instead, she replied, "I don't think so. Wraen doesn't have a mate either. I think she likes kids well enough but I'm not sure she wants any of her own." That was truthful, too. "And I think," she continued ponderously, "my godparents are done as well, though who knows?" Only Finley and Elwood themselves, for now.

"Hey, Hydra?" Towhee changed tack in the next breath, her entire tone and facial expression suddenly changing, "I can tell you anything and you can tell me anything, right? We can be completely honest with one another?"