"...I think you're right." He glances around, taking stock of their surroundings while she has a moment's rest. "It doesn't feel right. Let's head back. The diner isn't much, but everyone will regroup there for now." An outpost is an outpost.

He tracks the bird a little longer. It keeps flying away. Good. "We can rest and you can eat if you need to." Humans need that, right? He's pretty sure they do.