[ The company is at least appreciated. Reno was a social creature by nature, and while it was hard enough being cut off from home, it was worse that he was trying to be scarce with the few familiar faces he had around here. So even if it was a stranger, he'd take some solace in the company. ]

Thanks, man.

[ He spit out the nasty taste in his mouth and tried sitting up some more. It took him a second, but he managed to settle and hold the rag over the trash can, pour some water from his cup onto it, wrong it out, fold it up, and press it to the back of his neck for some relief. ]

Seriously? It's talking, but using your hands to sign out words. It's how mute and deaf people talk.

I ain't fluent, but I can get by if you want me to show you some basics. It might be better to ask the locals though, even sign language has dialects.