On the other hand, maybe the bus hadn't been so bad after all. At least the monster nurse was something he could recognize, and there was only one of her. But out here...

Shit. No matter how he looked at it, it was bad out here (and thank you for that prior reinforcement, shouter). Firo followed Claude's lead and stayed low; whatever the hell those flying...things were—birds, he guessed, though he'd never heard of birds that big—he didn't want to draw their attention as long as he was unarmed.

At his roommate's question, he shook his head. "No," he answered in a low whisper, keeping an eye on one bird(?) that was currently circling overhead. "What the hell are they, anyway?"