Sun Mote Copse A concatenation of locusts

Despite herself, she couldn't help smiling when he called his mom a hag.  The rhymes sounded nice when he said it, first off, and second, it vibed with the type of relationship she and Fig had with their parents.  Not necessarily that Towhee was a hag, just that casual lack of hero worship other kids sometimes seemed to get.

No, I'm just here until I can finally go home.  Something happened there and it's blocked.  She still didn't fully understand how her home could just be impassible, but she'd never seen it herself.  Apprenticing in what?  That wasn't a concept she was super knowledgeable in.  She'd trained, but hadn't gotten to the point to consider trades.