Redsand Canyon A boombox is not a toy!

Killdeer let Tierra's words spill over him like water, slowly percolating beneath, until her last breath hit him and he wheeled around and—

Shut up! he exclaimed. I don't wanna know about my Mom's. . .things! I don't wanna use those things to get a promotion!

He turned again, walking away, shaking his head and saying, Whatever, you wanna put in a good word, fine. But it's super gross. I'm not gonna try and coast off of that.

He was sad, mad, and disgusted. His shoulders were hunched high, his face scrunched so that his normally wide and expressive eyes were slits, burning into the ground.