At sunset on Monday, Survivor was still in the nest.
I wasn't able to swing by until well past 7:30, when I found him/her possibly pecking at the last bit of a meal. Then it was quiet preening for some time. Same-old same-old "not going to leave" sitting-around non activity. But around 8:15, he got a little too close to the edge of the nest and a few seconds of panic flapping ensued. Then back to the safety of the nest and sit quietly until darkness fell.