"Might as well relieve you." Lookout isn't a role he's used to playing in the village, but it fits him fine; he can be alone, enjoy the solitude, but keep a weather eye on everything happening around them.

Reyes nods to the other man. "And that would be great, thank you. I'll eat anything." You learned to, when you were on the brink of starvation in an empty galaxy and life support was failing. He leans against the edge of the watchtower again, already settling into that half-meditative watchfulness as North's steps creak down the ladder, as he heads away.