Redhawk Caldera Sunglasses at night.

If he were human, he would have blushed. Instead, he grinned, rolling into his shrug with a giggle. He laid upon the ground, looking at Towhee, eyes beaming.

Whatcha doin'? he asked. You seepy?

Even as he spoke it, he yawned, not even trying to stifle it. It wasn't quite as hot as it had been, but it was still quite warm, and the air did have a tendency to put him (and others, apparently) into some kind of stupor. 

On his back, Killdeer continued his gimlet stare, then added, When you seep do you have dreams? I ha' dreams. Lotsa weird funny t'ings hidin' in the trees.

He'd never told anybody that before. All of his friendships had consisted of all wrestling, no conversation.