[Ichimatsu, for one, has given up on getting his bird to leave him the fuck alone-- the bluebird is small and has a dark splash across its face that makes it look like it's wearing sunglasses, and sometimes it glitters in the light. He still swats it occasionally, but most often after it seems to make a sound that isn't a chirp at all, it sounds more like a grown man saying HEH. He's listening to it, either way, because it seems to be the most willing to keep quiet when he does, but that doesn't mean it's not still aggravating beyond reason.]

[He slows when he sees Dave hauling water out of the well, and his face pinches in something that's somewhere between disgust and confusion.]

...I'm gonna really hope that you aren't planning to drink that, given the amount of people that were down there a week or so ago.