There was her cue to leave.

She chose to ignore it.

Strangely the idea of leaving the room was very unappealing to her and she decided to put it down to not wanting to be bored. Tiberius was the biggest pain in her side but he was a considerably more interesting way of passing time than reading or sewing or contemplating her own existence.

"I think we're not," she thought. Tig turned her back on him and started nosing around his room - brushing her fingers over furniture as she passed and stopping to snoop into anything that might open. "I didn't think you'd end up a bird."

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