Redhawk Caldera Sunglasses at night.

She gestured, and it occurred to him that he'd never quite asked about what that meant. Her words were less important as he watched her, and shook his head, shrugging. Dunno, he remarked, almost flippantly, and then went on.

Why you do this? Killdeer queried, and launched into feigned ptero. Nobody else does it much as you. Even Ma.

He associated it with Towhee, now that he thought of it. Sometimes he saw it elsewhere, but it was mostly about his grandmother. Perhaps if he concentrated, he'd be able to match words with gestures—but he hadn't thought too much about it.

The boy wasn't too observant, having not yet caught on that his dam was blind and his granddam was deaf.