[Rhett had resided himself to just trying to listen to whatever everyone else was talking about. This bird was way too out of his depth on all this, and frankly he was far too worried to think of what to say. He was never good with conversation afterall, so trying to hold one when his fight or flight was going nuts was... not very easy at all.]
[He remained silent until he heard a thick, monstrous growl from his speakers- A predatory noise that would send any fowl up the walls and for the hills. It sounded like a cougar or... or some sort of canine. It was hard to make out. Usually the bigger predators were moreso seen in the bovine herds, and he had only encountered a wild cat once- he was just lucky he had been helping out Nova's herd when he had heard that awful noise...]
[And instinctively, he crowed at an invisible threat.]
Sam seemed to be ignoring communications as he furiously tapped away at some dialog boxes, muttering feverishly.
"ohhh, i just had to speak of the devil..."
"i mean christ almighty just how the hell did he sneak up on me like that???"
"i thought i'd have more time, there's no fuckin way, no fucking-"
He briefly looked up, finally noticing the concerned messages with a wild look in his eyes.
"that indeed is mr. big ugly himself, who is oh-so graciously deciding to bless us with his glorious presence..."
He paused briefly to glance around and over the tops of the dialog boxes anxiously, but didn't seem to see anything immediately concerning...
...That is, until another bone-rattling roar erupted from seemingly everywhere at once, causing Sam to flinch hard.
"i'm... working on it..."
