“We’re going to have to move off this tree sometime. Might as well be now.” He was examining the bends of his legs.
“Now is when it might as well be.” said Jack in reply to Bendy’s suggestion. It was a game they liked playing. Rearranging the words of what the other says to mean the same thing. They had quite a number of such games.
“Wait until daylight,” Molly the parrot wisely advised. And so they did.