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"Penn is a free spirit. He comes and goes as he pleases," Wraen managed to interject and was about to tell that Arcturus was out there doing the thinking, when Towhee's statement earned a sigh from her. "Well, we came to an agreement that he tells me the important stuff first and not the other way round," she pointed out, wondering, whether she had been so ignorant not to see the obvious or just the same way as with Kukutux, Arthur had been open on this matter to Sovereign first. 

"Uh... well... that whole Cuckoo ordeal actually destroyed it for him. The right moment he had been waiting for, I mean," she summed up. "But it gave me a chance to be very honest with him too - I do not love him. As a friend - yes, as a kindred spirit - yes, but not in a way that leads to mateship and family and whatnot," Wraen said. "But I agreed to try and see, where it goes. I did not promise him a future, but I promised one day at a time," she was no longer looking at Towhee, but staring in the distance. 

"His intensity though scares me a little. He is very certain that I am the one and I fear that it might lead to a great disappointment one day," she added.