Sun Mote Copse seems every castle is made of sand

She felt her frustration building more and more, though Pippin's arrival distracted her momentarily. Their eyes locked for a heartbeat as he made his way toward the two of them, her gaze sweeping back to Arcturus. He wasn't going to answer her satisfactorily, she realized, but in the end it didn't matter. Wraen appeared and stepped into the center of the impromptu gathering, calm and cool as she addressed Arcturus. For her, he veritably poured out answers.

Although vaguely annoyed, Towhee took a step backward, happy to leave the matter in the Sovereign's capable hands. She exchanged another look with Pippin, wondering if she should suggest they head back to her den with that delicious-looking catch in his mouth. But the Regent hesitated, not wanting to leave Wraen alone unless that was explicitly what she wanted.

-"You got this?"- Towhee asked at the first opportunity.