Good at spotting things and good at throwing things. Maybe he should see if she'll teach him something about aim.

"It's Ray!" he shouts back first. "And ummm, HOLD ON."

He turns, dipping a little before he smoothes out as he turns himself a full three sixty degrees to look around.

"There's more of them that way!" He's pointing north along the fence. "Maybe two dozen that I can see from here until the horizon!" Ray turns back though, towards their little spot. "We've got three more incoming!"