Ren was perfectly fine living on their own, really. They, uh, enjoyed their makeshift shelter with a leaky roof, and they liked eating nothing but crickets, thank you—it had nothing to do with poor hunting skills.
"Oh... no," Granite said when he stumbled into Ren's "camp" on his way to visit Nestor one day. "You can't live like this. You're coming back to my village with me."
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