The Sunspire I should be wiser.

That was that. 

"Alright, Screech," Rannoch replied, "If that's your decision, I'll support it." At this point, what else was there to say? 

As Titmouse walked away, Rannoch stood and watched him; he felt suddenly drained of his emotions, and exhausted from the events of the past day. With Screech's departure confirmed, the only thing on Rannoch's mind was returning to the den and sleeping.  Once Titmouse's silhouette was out of sight, Rannoch tipped his head back with the last ounce of energy he possessed and called to Screech, his message loud and clear— best of luck, wherever you go.