Moonspear He's never going home

A lot happened all at once. Wraen and Bernard sat down and Charon noted it was quite close to each other, though he didn't see the lick shared between them as he was distracted by Tam's continued stumbling over words. He blinked as Tam threw out word after word, though he genuinely didn't remember anything about it. He opened his mouth to ask if the boy'd ever found this Stark fellow, because somehow it felt like that might make his own grief slightly better, like, at least someone'd found back who they'd lost in that storm. However, before any words came out the boy already offered to 'get out of their hair' and made to leave. By now Charon's posture had dropped to a neutral one, as he didn't see any danger here, even moreso in the goofy boy with the weird paws' presence. If he knew Wraen, that was a bonus, but even other than that he seemed fine.

"Did you ever — Hey, wait!" Charon called after the boy, his question turning into a request that was almost a demand; "You don't have to go —" But the boy was already running away, it seemed. Should he stop and turn around Charon would ask him if he'd ever found the Stark wolf, but if he wouldn't turn back like requested to, then all there was left to do was look utterly confused at what the heck just happened. And what about that hunting trip..?