From a high rooftop, a figure watches the garbage truck carefully.  The figure looks outwardly human though on close inspection, his messy black hair was in fact a mess of shimmering black feathers and his eyes are a clearly non-human shade of yellow.<br/><br/>Feign had been tracking the truck since it had left with its suspicious passengers.  He smiles slightly at Baz's fast talk, though he couldn't hear it from this distance.  Idly he wonders the worth of a truck full of armed humans.<br/><br/>Clearly the information would be useful to the anthros, though by the time he knows where the truck is headed, it will probably be too late to begin bargaining with the target.  Being with the target when the truck arrives would likely be a bad idea anyway.<br/><br/>On the othr hand, if he revealed himself to the humans, they may be grateful for whatever knowledge he could sell them.  Though they probably didn't have money in the first place, and might try to recruit him into whatever suicide they were headed towards.<br/><br/>Feign almost casually leaps to another rooftop, following the truck as it begins on it's way.  Some time in his almost three airborn seconds, he decides that for now it is best to watch and be entertained...  Until the opertune side presents itself, of course.