Laharin snorted at Fluffy's comment and kept his weapon close. "While the recommendation is commendable, I'm not leaving my rifle in the bed of this truck." He peered out towards the desert, then rapped on the window separating him, Taero and Silva, directing his next comment towards them. "Drop me off a few yards back from our destination. I'll stake out a spot and watch through the scope from there. If you feel anything is about to go wrong, just say the word, but I will not shoot to kill unless absolutely necessary."
If any of the natives are even at the water hole currently, he thought.