it's too cold for you here / joining,

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[align=center][div style="width:490px; text-align:justify; font-size:10pt; line-height:110%;"]"not exactly alone." he responds slowly, and he isn't just saying this in hopes wouldn't try and make altercation, but because he wasn't quite ready to accept his fate with the group.  though he knows he must fall to the conclusion that there wasn't any way he'd be seeing them again. the man seems to have no intention of hurting him despite holding him at gunpoint, but milo isn't that willing to trust him. trust is just one of the small things that could get you killed.

he's ready to go, almost. but then there's a bustle, and before a blink of the eye, a girl around his age comes into appearance. bright eyes, almost as she'd never witnessed anything bad in her life. her enthusiasm matches this observation. her offer confuses him. stay with us? who's us? before he could even counter the question someone else makes appearance, a wiry man with skin that almost matches the snow. he almost appears sickly, and rather confused. milo doesn't blame him. he's rather confused himself.

he's heard plenty of stories - of groups way bigger than the rogue ones he was forced to find his home into survive. could there be a possibility he'd actually stumbled into one of them? "where do you stay?" he asks. he's quiet now, but rather eyes all of them carefully, keeping distance.