Redhawk Caldera Warp 1.9.

Yes, she'd missed something crucial, if Niamh's reaction was any indication. Towhee's ears swept back, wondering just what she was forgetting and hoping the Regent would simply remind her of it. Niamh didn't disappoint her in that regard, though there was a lot of emotion brewing on her face by the time she spat out the words.

Oh, the Sovereign thought dumbly. Right. How could she have forgotten that detail? Of course, the day Niamh had arrived with the news, Towhee had mostly focused on other aspects of what Colt's death meant, particularly Niamh herself and her kids. As she thought back, she sort of remembered thinking that it wasn't worth trying to hunt down Kiwi for her crime, since the dead never seemed to stay dead. Well, she hoped she was wrong in the here and now.

"I'm sorry, Niamh, I forgot." A lot had happened between then and now, especially lately, but Towhee didn't want to make excuses and said as much. "I have no excuse. But," she continued in the same breath, "I absolutely think you did the right thing, for what it's worth." She wondered what Niamh had done with the body but decided not to ask. Surely Niamh had gotten the job done and she didn't dare infer otherwise right now.