Redhawk Caldera I'd be prepared to lose a few with you.

It's all good, I've been killed with work the last couple weeks anyways!

 

Stark gave a nod as she offered her gratitude - although he didn't really feel like he'd done anything to earn it. Loss was horrific, it changed everything, drastic and rough and monstrous it was a natural if unfair part of life. Stark pressed his lips together, a thin line over his teeth until he could feel them digging into the tender flesh of his cheek. "No, ma'am." He said quietly. "I didn't mean to intrude - hopefully you'll all find peace." What else could he hope for them? They wouldn't have him back, they wouldn't just forget about it - it was only peace that he could hope for them. 

Stark offered a nod of the head to both woman and near-grown child, maybe even around the same age as Tambourine, if not just a little older, before he returned to his wandering and eventually made his way back to the Keep.