"I didn't even get a good look before.... ...Did you?"

The question was asked by Tony, to Wes, who shook his head. "They just came out of nowhere. I just... reacted." Wes looked at the gun in his hand, and finally managed to put it away. The feel of it in his grip had gone from reassuring to troubling.

"Yeah, same." In their tone of voice is an otherwise unspoken we'll talk it over later. Tony looked back at the bird remains and reacts to the girl's observations, using the stick to gingerly turn over one of the properly-numbered legs. "You sure we just didn't shoot off the rest...?"

"...Tony, gross."

"Well look at it...."