Redsand Canyon rain

At first, she stiffened, and he wondered if his icy exterior had that much of an effect on her. He should have felt guilty, but he didn't, as shitty as that was. He was clearly holding on to some anger regarding the addition of civilian ranks. 

She eventually relaxed enough to address him, to which he offered only a curt nod in response. She was in charge of the dens here apparently; at least she had some purpose other than being one more thing to guard. 

An awkward amount of silence passed between them before the auxillary realized he hadn't answered her. I smelled food, he admitted. But I do not need anything. He was hungry because he had not bothered to eat today, but he could find a cache and feed himself. Still, he lingered, offering her a chance to say something or dismiss him.