Sequoia Coast goodbye babylon

What a funny little character, that was the thought that crossed his mind. But all of it was enough to draw his gaze upward, though not as high that he dared to be perceived as a threat. Then again, he didn't doubt for a moment that a wolf out recruiting others for his crew didn't have the strength to tear a coywolf asunder. There were plenty out there who would, and Roach had his experiences encountering them.

His face scrunched up unevenly, uncertainty spreading at the punctuation of that offer again. He had questions that burned so badly on his tongue, but given that his entertainer of sorts did not have the patience to elaborate only pressured him to make a decision. It was clear that this fellow didn't care about his story, or his skills (or lack thereof). Or so Roach was inclined to assume.

"Okay," he answered breathily. Follow his guy and get free food and stuff. Okay, yeah, that sounded okay. "What's the catch?" The words came out of his mouth before he could keep his trap clamped shut. "I mean, I get the whole premise, follow you and I'm rewarded, but..." what else?