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Talon calmly watched the bird's reaction. He did find it hillarious that the thing was so passive around Nick. Now wasn't the time to laugh. He really wanted out of here now.

Moe understood the creature, though probably only because Nick was being a catalyst for the speech or something fancy like that. The dialect was too foreign for the MRZ to make out. Hell...he hardly knew what Talon said half the time. Moe took a couple pawfuls of hair and started tugging to the right. That only got Talon to tilt his head in that direction, but at least it was a start.

The silver Cuddler peered into the dark, right passage, holding an arm above its eye in an attempt to cut the glare of the torch. It then squelched aloud in thought and started down that path, seeming to whistle.

"Now that's odd. " Talon said about the whistling cuddlefish, choosing to ignore the obviously distraught bird. If the bird didn't want to listen, then it would deal with Nick. Simple... It wasn't his burden to bear. "They can apparently whistle. And I guess we're going that way... "

Talon ignored the bird, seeing it as an annoyance more than anything else. Didn't want to help him, so must be his enemy. Simple as that.

The duet of whistling, though, was amusing, if not slightly silly considering all that they've been through so far. He didn't mind though. The Cuddler was enjoying himself. Moe chirped along too... Which led Talon to be quite certain he was happy in his ignorant human state of being.

Talon kept an eye on Nick. Why not? It wasn't nice to just randomly leave someone behind after they helped you escape hell... Though, looking back at it, it wasn't as bad as it could have been. Worst part really had been the first room... Speaking of first rooms... Talon winced as he saw the glow of light at the end of the tunnel. Too bright!

At least the breeze was chillingly refreshing.

Silver decided to pick up the pace a bit, gurgling and whistling happily, and very curious about this bright world he'd heard about from the older Cuddlers.

Then the world rumbled and started clicking. Talon frowned, though he didn't curse this time. He had enough sense about him to quicken the pace and scan the hallway for anything that could have triggered it... Darn dirt covered stone floors. Whelp! Better late than never.

"Think you can sprint? " He asked, making sure Moe was holding on tight, which the little dino was. If it had knuckles, it'd be white knuckling it.

Moe yelped as Talon took off at a dead sprint to get out. Walls closing in and what not really did a great job to motivate someone to run. And Talon really hated running right now. Something heavy on his head tugging on his hair really was distracting when there was a door and a ceiling closing in. Though, Talon did manage to swipe up Silver there no problem.

The little cuddler gave a squeak and clung on to Talon's arm, and blubbled obscenities at the flyer for making its torch bearer status obsolete. Priorities!

The door was closing... Seriously, these guys thought of everything! EVERYTHING! At least there wasn't a boulder rolling after them to make it worse. That probably happened after the ceiling came down. You know, extra sure that no one escapes alive.

Talon did make it out... It was only a good hundred meters run. Though, right now he was more concerned with whether Nick made it out or not. And he was grateful that the sun was setting... A bright glare on the sand and he would probably have cursed the Gods of Zi for their cruel sense of humor and forgone the vital pocket check and person check... Speaking of persons... He looked to the sky for any sign of carrion birds, be them metallic or organic. Atelius had to be around somewhere.

Talon blinked at Nick as she lay prone on the ground. Moe released its grip and tumbled to the ground, landing in a ball before bounding over to the woman in mild curiosity. Never mind that it had just almost been killed several times, why the human was laying down was important now.

The cuddler on the other hand was off and about curiously inspecting rocks and dirt. Occasionally blasting them with its lasers to satisfy its curiosity on the solidity.

He, Talon, let them roam and figured now would be a good time to sit down and actually take bearing of where they were now. He figured Nick would wander off somewhere, and that was fine by him. It didn't look like they traveled all to far from his starting point. Then again, the canyon looked the same from any angle you looked at it save for above.

It was then that he got a brilliant idea...the bird could fly, right? Eh, he'd ask later if the bird saw a giant green thing that wasn't a tree nearby. For now a nice sit and time to gather his thoughts...and ignore the scary masked lady that seemed to be kinda haunting.

Moe squeaked as a dirt clod started to move. Just a desert beetle wanting to move from the large objects that nearly smashed it earlier. The little dino cooed in curiosity and batted at it once, paused with an arm up, watched the little thing scuttle around, and chased after it. It ran in circles around the group.

Talon had sat down in the shade provided by the canyon's walls, observing the woman. Seriously, he had nothing to say right now. His companion was chasing a bug, there was a cuttlefish currently blasting small pebbles and leaving ink spots on the ground when startled by a small scorpion or spider...and a bird that apprently wasn't too keen on him. He couldn't blame the bird. It was lucky Talon didn't have a firearm on him. Annoying buzzard.

He started looking to the sky, following the bird with his eyes and getting distracted by the colors of the soft, dry looking clouds. Was it really that late? Huh... Command would be worried. He blinked from the sky and nodded at Nick, deciding it would be best to ignore that she knew his Zoid. Though, he did give a frown at the knowledge the bird would be following him. Fantastic... bad enough he'd have to explain the cuttlefish to his superiors, but now a carrion bird? Hopefully it was smart enough to keep out of the way. "Understood. "

The detatching and retreating cuddler for a moment facinated Talon. He wondered why the creature was leaving now... Probably to return to the cool and lax pools of the deep underground where it lived. He heard her thanks and shrugged his shoulders. "Your welcome. T' least I could do. " He didn't think she should be thanking him for that. After all, Nick had practically dragged him through the entire temple. It was the least he could to to repay her for not killing him when she had the chance several times over and then some.

For now, he would wait for Tyrant to show up, since moving would be stupid. And once Tyrant was here, he'd be able to mark it on his map to never return here. Or at least stick to the upper portion and bring heavy rocks to test the floors, doors, and walls with.

Talon snickered softly and kept staring up at the sky and clouds. "No one would believe me anyways. " he said, then he would trail off into silence to wait for the familiar thud and whir of the Tyrant.

Surprisingly, Tyrant was quite cooperative with the screeching flying thing. The only physical annoyance was the talons on his feet kept hitting the ground as it thought about what was being said to him. Stay here and wait like ordered, or go check this new thing out.

After all, it had seen the mass exodus of the birds from the cliff not too long ago, so there had to be some truth to it all hullabaloo about hidden chambers and tentacle monsters. The Tyrant let out a hiss and followed after Atelius, moving quite quickly to get to its pilot and its little friend Moe.

Spotting the short squishy, the Green Tyrant let out a long, loud, and happy roar, and sped up only to stop a few feet before its talons would skewer its friend. The optics would then realize that there was a thing with many arms touching its foot. It peered at the cuttlefish and grunted, looking to Talon for advice. Talon just shrugged and said, "Let's go. I'll explain on the way home...at least you'll believe me... Probably..Don't eject me at least. Its coming with us. "

The Cuddler squelched and made a bubbling noise. Somehow it crossed the sand really quickly and crawled up to perch on Talon's arm. Two legged fleshies made great steads. 'Onward, fair beast of burden! We have folks to save!' it seemed to say as it pointed towards the horizon. That or, ' OMG! LOOK! A BIRD!'.

The Tyrant found it odd, but then again, not as odd as the woman that was also nearby. It peered at her for a moment, seeming to frown in unsure dislike, but figured now was not the time to deal with her, it, whatever the human was. Looked female... or what he'd been told female was according to the human recognition programs.

Eventually, after Talon started cursing at the rapter that they really should get moving sometime before the moon rose, the Tyrant lowered its head to let its Pilot, Moe, and whatever that thing was in. The hatch would close with a hiss, then the dinosaur would raise its head and look about.

It located the flyer with little difficulty. Tyrant knew its purpose and accepted it. In fact, the Seeker wasn't so bad. At least it was honest about why it was helping them. The Rapter gazed at Nick for a moment or two, trying to figure out if it should trust her, then it ran off after the Seeker--and eventually back to Base where it would happily shut down for some rest.