Hana had told Sparrow she'd get back to her, but then all that had happened was radio silence. Had she been too vocal? Too pushy? Too vulgar? Sparrow had felt like they were on the same page. She felt that it would have only been a few days at most before the koi woman bounded back and gave her a answer. Sparrow was willing to accept either answer as long as she could still hang with Hanako, so why the avoidance? Why the silence?

On the rare occasion trouble clouded Sparrow's mind, there was one person she knew she could turn to.

"Tyyyyyyr," Sparrow called as she flung herself dramatically to the ground outside of her Uncle's den. "I'm dyiiiiing."

Tyrian and most of his merry companions were off in dreamland while Sparrow was fretting over her girl trouble. And, thanks to the teeth that made it easy for his mouth to hang open in slumber, Tyrian was loudly snoring away. He was so used to noise that his niece's dramatics weren't enough to rouse him. It was enough, however, for Righty who wasn't as blissfully ignorant of Tyrian's snoring as he was, and who had been relegated to a fitful light sleep for some time. She lifted a hind foot and thumped Tyrian on the head which earned her a very satisfying half snort. "Hey. Tyr. It's that cousin of yours." Sleepily he replied, "Niece." He didn't even have to ask. There were some things that were just known. Birds fly, water's wet, if anyone's gonna ruin a nap it's Sparrow. "She's dying." He grunted and rolled towards the entrance. If he'd been a bit more motivated Tyrian would have gotten to his paws and maybe stretched or something, but since she was on the ground it was only fair he stay down there too, right? So he flopped down half in, half out of the den and stretched out beside Sparrow. "Dying, huh?" he asked in a careless tone. "That's nice." ""

Even though Tyrian wasn't woken up by her antics, his skunk companion was, and roused him into action, if you could call flopping over in your den action- which honestly if you're doing the right kind of flopping... Nevermind.

"Thank GOD someone had the sense to wake up and check on me, and not simply be woken up by his companion." She flopped over even more dramatically than the first time, her legs feeling like an upturned roach"s legs for a moment before she settles to face him. "Dying, Tyr. Can't you show a little concern? If you keep napping always, you're gonna get fat." She threw him a smile before again flopping over, this time to face the sky.

"But more importantly- yes, dying. These are my final moments, so cherish them while you can." She tossed an oh so woeful look at Tyr. "I invited someone to be the pirate's Lust, and she didn't immediately fall into my arms and say yes. In fact, she said she would get back to me and it's been absolutely ages since I've heard from her now. Do you think she's dead? Did she run away? Did I come on too strong? Is this the end of the pirate? The end of me?"

It was all very dramatic, but she WAS feeling a little hurt and a little concerned. Bothering Tyr was already helping, though.

"Listen," he muttered into the dirt, "the skunk's not good for much, let her have this, okay?" Righty was naturally incensed by this and turned around to present her flared tail to the two melty wolves. "Be nice or you get the poot." Tyrian rolled his head to the side so he could see both Righty and Sparrow. He focused on Sparrow for effect. "Concern for the poot? It's not that bad, promise. She's mostly threat anyway." The skunk quivered her tail as though ready to retort, but Tyrian waved a lazy paw at her. They could banter all day, but Sparrow was here for a reason. Whatever was troubling her was enough to bring her around, so he should probably listen seriously, shouldn't he? Her reason for coming by was a lot to take in. Tyrian rolled over onto his belly, the change in posture, while still lazy, conveying he was trying to understand. She was talking about Hana, wasn't she? He had very little information to work with here, but that's where his jealousy went immediately because, well, because of course it did. "Um..." Where to start... "I mean...maybe? To any of the above? I mean how will you know unless you go looking for her?" That sounded fair, right? If you got ghosted by a girl you stalked the shit out of her to find out why. That was the advice he was going to give, anyway. This was Sparrow after all. It would be helpful or it might push Hana his direction. Either way he came out a winner with someone. ""