Springlatch shifted about some as the equipment was finished up and mounted onto his back. He found the weight comfortable but definitely something to get used to having on his back, the turrets staying in a lockdown position "IthinkI willstay here fornow." he'd tell Isis, content on being beside Pepper and talking with her, listening to her talk about her people while semi-sitting atop his gut. "Ah, That'sinteresting." he said, with actual interest to how her life was in her clan and in turn he'd tell her more about his own life in baywall and how, something he felt shy about explaining, he was actually an orphan that was picked up by a hunting crew as an egg. Grew up with them, though the group eventually went their own way as they grew too old for the hunt. "I learnedscouting from a huntermyage... she scaredme tobehonest, cameoffas emotionless. And, eh, what... exactlyis magicalcommunications?" he would ask curiously, rather unfamiliar with the term.