Reno got bored enough to start picking at some flowers growing up the side of one tree like a vine. He picked a petal off one at a time until the flower was left without any at all. He began to move on to the next flower when the noise became noticable.

"You know, I thought I might get some company. Didn't want to get my hopes up though. What took you so long?" he talked to the robots as they approached as if they might respond. Which, of course, they didn't and Reno didn't look disappointed. He didn't really expect a response after all.

"All right! Let's see what we have here."

They weren't obviously malfunctioning unless one counted the awful racket they were making just trying to plod along through the jungle. But so far he hadn't run into any robots doing their damn job properly so he approached as if he were expecting a fight to break out. Which, honestly, just meant walking up to them as if nothing was amiss. It was hard to tell the difference between Reno's truly relaxed state and his pretend relaxed state while actually handling business.

He held out his baton and went to poke one of the robots, a small spark forming on the tip of the rod. He was ready to dodge if anything happened.