Oh Cricket, it's been long, long too late to redeem yourself, he claimed superiority here the second the young man had looked at him.

There's laughter, canned and tinny. "Well now don't just stand there lookin' like a freshly caught bass, son! You got somethin' to say or not?" Apparently, not. Since the topic moved on to what he had planned for his trip topside, now that he was here.

He tapped a claw gently against his chin, thoughtful.

"... I think I'm gonna get some dinner. I could eat a horse right now! What do you say, sport? Why don't we go lookin' for a decent place to eat?"

Yep.

That's right.

We.