Redhawk Caldera I'm drunk on a plane

With Ruenna's promotion, she had been pulled more into the fold of the Redhawk drama, while Sifaka had remained on the peripherals. Rue hadn't done much to change that either. It's not that Ruenna avoided him persay, but she did find the man's rigid thought patterns a little tedious for casual conversation. 

She hoped he was settling in though, and that he was possibly coming to realize that he might not necessarily need to be constantly vigilant for danger when he was within the borders of the Caldera. 

There was one task to which Sifaka would be especially well-suited, in Ruenna's opinion, and so for this reason she approached him. 

"Evening, Sifaka," Rue greeted him. "How are your patrols? Anything I should be watching out for?" Whenever she needed a general threat assessment, Sifaka was her go-to man.