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With: Owen &amp; Clide, Jeb &amp; Josh<br/>
Watching: Ezra, Anise, Dan, Alvaro, and others​</div><br/>Miles was both concerned and touched by Clive’s show of humanity. Perhaps there was a balance to be had, but the older man had been betrayed too many times to be the first to offer an olive branch to strangers. Hell, it took him a while to warm up to these two Bobbsey Twins. The other set he had known since before the SHTF, so they were already inside his already small circle.<br/><br/>Shit. Clive pointed out someone who had walked right past them. What the fuck was he doing wandering around in the near-dark in an unknown place? Miles wondered. It was always the strays that got picked off, in the wild and now, amongst humans. Unless someone was really confident in his ability to take care of things walking alone was a suicidal act in these times.<br/><br/>Miles turned back to Owen and Clive. “Let him get by, then we’ll go in closer for a better look,” he said, his voice low. “You can leave those goodies on the path for him to find on his way home.<br/><br/>If the loner got home. With the kind of luck people got out here he would fall into the river and die by something stupid, like drowning.