Sun Mote Copse the frumious bandersnatch!

She gave Niamh a speculative look, wondering if perhaps the towheaded woman might share some more of her knowledge. But before Sugar could contemplate picking her brain, Bronco's comments drew her attention back to him. She was no longer worried about her father's decidedly fictional wound, though she still absorbed this information like a particularly thirsty sponge. And all fantasy aside, it pleased her to know that her dad was too strong to worry about infections, should any real ones come along and find him.

But what made Elwood strong? And what exactly did Bronco mean by "weak"? Sugar sort of grasped the concept, though she wondered aloud, "How do you know if you're strong or weak?" She felt a sudden itch on her chin and reached up to scrub at it absently, black eyes pinned to her cousin, though they gave the occasional sideways flick to Niamh.