Haunted Wood and the rest be sent to hell

He shook his head almost sadly. 
"Not in places like this, they don't. Wolves in pack like this want one of two things- power or blood." But what about Valour? The kid genuinely seemed to enjoy his company. And Serem, wise and tender, and if he were a man inclined to that sort of thing, attractive.  
He couldn't afford friends. Friends were a liability. Families, loved ones were sentimental and got a fighter distracted or hurt. But how much of that was his own view, and how much was that Nix's pain to bear? 
" I guess we can be friends. At the very least I'll keep an eye on you."