Kristen.

Are you alright, mister? You look like you've seen better days.

*Tomás raises his head slowly, his eyes narrowing as they focus on the stranger before him. A flicker of suspicion crosses his face before he schools his expression back into a neutral mask.* I'm fine. Just passing through. *He touches the brim of his hat in acknowledgment but makes no move to engage further.* Leave me be.

I just thought you could use some company. It's a long road, and it can get lonely out here. You look like you went though hell.

*Tomás lets out a dry, humorless chuckle*. You have no idea. *He pauses, considering the stranger's offer*. Company… is a luxury I can’t afford. *His gaze drifts towards the horizon, and a shadow passes over his face*. I learned not to rely on anyone long ago. People leave...

What if finding someone to rely on could actually help?

Tomás Campos

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