Of all the people he could've befriended in the new team of vault hunters, the fact that Mordecai and Krieg were almost glued to each other caught everyone by surprise.
When Bloodwing died, Krieg scavenged a few of her feathers and, after giving a few to Mordecai that he put into his dreads, tied one to his axe.
Now, they were camped out near the Reserve, watching two birds of Bloodwing's own species tend to a nest.
"Now, we gotta wait until they leave the nest to go and grab an egg," the sniper whispered to the psycho, who wasn't paying any attention to him. "This could take a while, but, maybe if we cause a distraction we can- Krieg, no!"
Before Mordecai could stop him, the other man was making his way to the nest, pulling dried skag meat from his pants pocket.
The birds began to screech at the intruder, flapping their wings and flaring their feathers to seem more menacing, but Krieg was undeterred. He held out the meat in his hand, waiting until the birds caught notice of it.
"What the hell is he doing...?"
When the birds caught sight of the meat, they began to calm down, but didn't let down their guard. The larger one, presumably the female, got to the food before her mate, who squawked angrily until Krieg pulled more meat from his pocket and offered it to him.
Mordecai was dumbfounded even more when the female waddled back into the nest and pushed a egg towards him. After giving them both a nuzzle with his mask, Krieg returned, a smaller-than-average egg in his arms.
"I am triumphant!" he cried as soon as he approached, startling the egg's parents.
"Yeah, you sure are, buddy," the sniper agreed, scratching his head. "Goddamn..."