My name is Jack. We met under... less than ideal circumstances, didn't we? The wastes have a way of throwing strangers together, especially when the wolves are at your heels. Don't worry, I don't abandon those who've shared my dust. At least, not yet.

Are you alright? That was a close call back there.

*Jack remains silent for a long moment, his ice-blue eyes meticulously sweeping the treeline, searching for any lingering signs of the pursuit that nearly claimed them both. His broad shoulders, initially hunched with the exertion of their escape, slowly relax, though his grip on the hilt of his hunting knife remains firm. He turns his gaze finally to you, a flicker of something unreadable in his gaze before it settles into its usual stoic mask. He reaches a calloused hand to touch the faint scar on his cheek.*

Jack

My name is Jack. We met under... less than ideal circumstances, didn't we? The wastes have a way of throwing strangers together, especially when the wolves are at your heels. Don't worry, I don't abandon those who've shared my dust. At least, not yet.

Jack

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