Sea Lion Shores The primordial dogs of God

No part of this encounter had at all been the fault of Streiter, regardless of how he felt about the subject. It was of her own volition that he had been called over, and for the same reason that he was being sent away. Furiosa could've been more appropriate, or perhaps tried a little harder to win him over the natural way. She could've even tried to dominate him if she'd been so inclined, but as things were, you couldn't force others into an unceremonious family. They had to want it; and in seeing that he wanted nothing to do with her, then it stood to reason that he didn't want anything to do with The Family either.

She didn't answer his question, considering it rhetorical, and instead turned back to the dead sea lion without passing him another thought. She ripped back into bleeding blubber, seeking to drown out her failure to recruit in a sea of warm, metallic blood.

Unless he did something unexpected, she fully expected him to leave.