[The lothlo are good climbers, but man, who doesn't want someone to rain food down from the sky for them? They snap everything up greedily, with the shille joining in a bit more shyly.]

...Thirty-one, thirty-two, thirty-three...

[Hanbei steps a bit closer to the feeding frenzy, being careful not to step on anything living.]

Wow, I think there's even more than before! [Staring up the tree, he makes sure there's no Soldier's Wife strangling anything. Eating that would be...

The lothlo will know to avoid it. Maybe.]

How many more are up there? Maybe you can break a whole branch off.