"He's good for anything shiny," Kira agrees, gaze moving down the table to his bird. Hoshi is perched on the opposite edge like a fluffy gargoyle, likely hoping more insects will come quite literally out of the woodwork, as they had in the rainy days after the quake. "He can join the next expedition over."

Flicking his gaze back to Bodhi, he doesn't ask about the trip yet, knowing if he takes his time there will still be a meeting at some point to discuss anything of interest. Sartorial choices, on the other hand, are always worth comment. "Are those clothes from the box?"