Slick gives him a high five as soon as he gets over, happy to see him. They babble in a very strange, wet voice, glad that he was the rep for your team- no offense to the others, of course! It’s just, yknow… easier when the ice is broken.
Bryce agrees wholeheartedly, offering a handshake to the tent type and laughing when it’s immediately returned. He knew Primus was a stand up guy for sure.
Whipp remains a ways away, muttering with a noncommital that she’s glad he’s here too, she guesses. Primus gives her a head pat for morale, which she begrudgingly accepts.
It’s time to go- Bryce adds that it might start getting dark sooner rather than later, so the cover of night could be on their side.