Whitebark Stream To return from the ashes you call

"Artyom," he told the ashen wanderer cheerfully when a request came for his name. He did consider sharing their relationship, that they were made brother by law, but it didn't feel right to overwhelm him with a bombardment of information.

He did have questions, however, though it surprised him that Sunny asked after Dawn and made no mention of his daughter. "She is doing well," came his simple answer, as his thoughts turned to Sunny's absent son. The pair disappeared at the same time, Artyom had observed, and his initial assumption was that they perhaps left together. Looking at the hunter now, he felt new dread settle in his gut for Valiant.

Artyom looked away as he detected the approach of another and his dark eyes found Dawn weave through the foliage. He shot her a winning smile - look who I found! - though it dissipated on noting her joy shift to concern, then frustration.