Redhawk Caldera I bet they've never had a broken heart

Fennec was clearly distracted, another fact that Figment stored away for safekeeping. He attributed it towards the mood she was in that she'd hinted at with their earlier banter, not realizing she was just musing about ghosts and ghouls. He was definitely being overly sensitive to her, in spite of the fact that he was somewhat aware of his penchant for doing that with her.

He listened to her commentary with interest. It might not be as exciting to her as an attack on one of their own, but he was still intrigued. "A badger?" Fig asked, glancing over at her, "And an apprentice? Doesn't sound like a snooze fest to me, but go on."