[ Bambi smile stays in place, but the answer displeases her. Not in a way that is noticeable, however, and certainly not enough to make her displeasure noticeable. Just a sliver of a twitch in her mind, a slight hiccup. It is the one thing that sometimes makes her smile less genuine, more forced-- when accused of not thinking about all the angles. Back home, it had been what made her very valuable to her Master. Most of those that hold the title of the Two are mere messengers. Bambi was cunning enough to be trusted with other things.

No matter. She continues. ]

Forgive me, I have not-- expressed myself properly. [ A pause. ] I meant, if one could leave his brood. Reject the Nest he has been offered so kindly. Leave, on one's own.