Moonspear Sooner, or Later?

Vanished, gone, no trace? Why would he have left? The blast had been disorienting, perhaps something bad had happened? Much as the hybrid wanted to go look for his friend, Althaia was more important. 
Harley nods, smiles.
                   "I'll always help you, Althaia. I promise."
He casts his amber eyes around them fully, watching for anyone else before settling down and speaking in a whisper. 
                           "And, when you are well enough, we leave."
Awaiting her reaction, the wolfdog smiled up at her, hoping she would agree. This was no life for here, being a thrall, and they knew it. Much as Harley loved his home, he was taking her away, far, FAR away, from Charon, and to settle elsewhere.