Amber was cooperative once she got on board, and Tyson was docile. We grabbed Tyson's backpack and toiletries, and Amber stuffed a few clothes and toiletries into a tote bag. I watched what they packed, and checked their bags. Amber moved quickly once she got going, and didn't whine or complain. Tyson said nothing, and avoided eye contact. I grabbed two towels from Amber's bathroom on the way out, and tossed a towel to Joe. He draped it over his gun.