Redhawk Caldera aftermath

Grimm nodded enthusiastically. Puppysitter had been the direct opposite of her dream job when arriving at the Caldera, but old habits die hard. She was a good sitter, and time away from her own family had made her realize that no matter how hard she wished to be a bad-ass Warden or Warrior, her strengths and passions lay firmly in the care and resource departments.

To Peregrine's question she offered a convincing shrug and a shake of her head. "He was doing the rounds whilst you were off your feet, checking up on us all. Beta stuff. I told him that if he was submitting evaluations to you, mine ought to be glowing after all the rodent-hunting I've been doing." She paused, mind drifting to the bright edge of the memory she had created with Elwood not 24 hours prior. It softened the bright, puppy-ish glow in her eyes. "Elwood's really nice," she offered, more to herself than to Peregrine.