Sun Mote Copse Game of drones.

His opinion may have been unsolicited, though hearing Eljay speak with such positive enthusiasm about something deserved acknowledgement. As a matter of fact, Towhee just kept staring at him for a bit, a little nonplussed. She supposed it was good to know someone of such esteem in the ranks supported the idea so wholly, though Towhee still wrestled with the idea of moving, as well as the destination they were discussing.

The movement of Niamh's limbs recaptured her attention and the Sovereign turned to catch what she was saying. She wanted an explanation for the hesitation in Towhee's suggestion. Before she could retell the tale of her fateful fall, Niamh guessed correctly, so she merely nodded and added, -"And my mother kinda famously fell there, as well. That aside, we've lived there before, so we know our way around. If it's available, it's viable."- She supposed that was one more consideration to heap onto the pile: did anyone already live there, or close enough to be of concern?

-"Maybe you two could go there and check it out,"- kind of like Niamh had scoped out territories during the flood. Towhee's eyes bounced between her Regent and the medic as she brainstormed. -"And I'll send word to @Hydra via Bronco and @Fennec."- She was on a roll now. -"I don't think Hydra will take issue—I think she'll be glad, actually, to have us back in the neighborhood—but I'd like to check in anyway."- This was sort of starting to sound like a plan.

Now... -"Where the hell is Phox?"-