Redhawk Caldera Take what you can, give nothin' back.

There were no words for what it smelled like. As if that weren't enough overstimulation for the day, Towhee was suddenly cackling with laughter (or what he presumed was laughter) and assaulting his ears with a discordant mixture of fart noises, voice cracks, and chewbacca impressions rolled in to a chorus of glee.

He followed carefully after his Captain. The sound of the laughter ringing in his ears even though Towhee had stopped some time ago, leaving him thinking he might go deaf by morning. When Towhee finally gathered Reyes' attention thereafter it was to thank him, and Reyes gave a little salute, his tail waving. 

Certainly worked up an appetite. Much obliged. He said by way of acceptance, picking up the pace as he came upon the rendezvous and began fussing around a cache. Once they'd tucked in to their meal and had a moment to recuperate, Reyes would head off to find a place to drop dead for the night.