“I don’t say this to unnerve you, Charlie, but… be careful with Moth.” I stared at him. “Why?” He grimaced. “He is… He seems to care for this camp. And these raiders.” I snorted at that. “One raider in particular, by the looks.” Gloam paused, then let out a sad chuckle. “Indeed. He certainly pines for Ghost. He knows what Aury would do if he ever tried anything though.”
