Redhawk Caldera Spoiler recoil.

Her orange eyes fixed on his face, specifically his mouth, as he spoke. Towhee couldn't help but notice that he contradicted himself several times. But as she reflected on his words, she had to wonder if maybe her overtired brain simply wasn't parsing things correctly. Towhee gleaned nearly nothing from his reply, though she placed that blame on herself rather than Sifaka.

He relieved her of the burden of coming up with something to say next, mentioning a wayward sibling. The Sovereign knew all about those. It sounded like a lot of time had passed, yet he hadn't given up hope. Towhee didn't know whether to admire him or feel sorry for him. She grimaced as she thought of Phox, her own hopes slipping through her fingers. He would never stay away voluntarily, yet it was very possible something was keeping him and may continue keeping him.

Shaking off that thought, Towhee queried, "Oh yeah?" It was a rather generic but nonetheless open invitation for Sifaka to elaborate on this story.