Redhawk Caldera Don't tell me it tastes like chicken.

Not privy to their own brand of language, but somewhat aware now that it was a language, of sorts, he largely ignored the twitches and gestures and stuck to Towhee's greeting.  "Who said anything about bodyguard?" He asked, grinning.  "I'm just here to get to know the new head honcho a bit better.  Seeing as we hit it off so well the first time.". He also didn't mind the chance to hang a bit with Tegan; he'd never wanted kids much himself, but uncle? Uncle he could handle.