Redhawk Caldera Bosses are bad, dude

Nightjar propped himself up on his elbows to watch with knitted brows as Towhee backed away from him. Had he said something wrong? He was sort of famous for doing that. His social awareness could use some work, but this time he really didn't know what he'd done. She made a statement that he completely agreed with, then picked up her rabbit with a promise to teach him her tear-oh before heading off.

He remained there for a short while, watching her go, then laid back on the grass to contemplate whether telling her was a good or bad thing to have done.