"Blame Fandom," Reno practically crowed, looking at the ceiling and mirroring the motion.

It had seemed like the thing to do at the time. Knowing his luck, Fandom was going to get him back good for that by turning him into a sardine later, or something.

"You know, I think the island knows this kinda shit is gonna happen. And sets us up for it or somethin'."

Reno was not a fan of conspiracy theories, but once you've been turned into a little red bird, it's hard not to be a little suspicious.