Heron Lake Plateau mac and cheese calzone

-Don't apologize,- Towhee signed back slowly but emphatically. She had been there for many others tears besides these, doing her best to be a supportive friend, and she'd never faulted Niamh for them, nor judged her. She hated that she was the reason for this particular round, though at least her Person didn't seem ready to hold it against her.

Judging by the look on his face and the way he was holding himself, Towhee wasn't sure about Phox. She gave him an inscrutable look, then turned her attention back to Niamh and offered her shoulder a bump with her snout, followed by a lick to the cheek. -I didn't mean anything by it. But I really am sorry.-

She sort of wanted to leave them to it—they'd be much better at empathizing and comforting one another, clearly—but in light of her joke, Towhee was afraid how they'd react. Instead, she proposed, -Let's go chill in the thicket. I'll have X bring us some food.- She didn't often use the hawk this way, though sometimes it was nice to have a free delivery service at her disposal. -All three buck-an-ears, I mean,- she clarified, including Phox despite the closed off way he was looking at her.