He gave the kitsune an amused look. "Well duh, it is a vulture. Of COURSE it is a foul, fowl demon. The sooner we move, the sooner you all can get back to sleep. Though the fact you could sleep with a vrock demon overhead is of mild concern, me thinks."<br/><br/>He was bright and chipper, almost insultingly so, but he had been getting by on two hours of sleep for nearly fifty five years at this point. Flitz was still asleep in the pack, Nameless having warned him of the probable move later. Once they were at the new camp an hour later or so, he carefully put the pack down, and then plopped into his bedroll, asleep in a heartbeat.