Amelia was happy nonetheless and, she supposed, that was what really counted now, didn’t it? She was still unhappy with Fallow convincing them to move under his roof, even if it was much more convenient for everygriffon involved. They could hardly keep living under the mill forever, and while the money was good, inn hopping wasn't the most stable way to live. They had butted heads as Fallow was adamant he wasn’t going to leave his pupil and her sister mendicant while he could help it, but eventually he had conceded to at least extracting a rent from the two of them so Shortbeak could keep her pride.