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The man practically radiated with life, and he was normally the sort of person to which Veteran would find himself instantly drawn. The boy's mouth twitched in the barest hint of a smile. He then bent to tear scrap of meat off of the hare, and he studied the Moonglow man as he chewed. It was sort of nice to have something to focus on that wasn't, you know, all the shitty stuff. 

Swallowing, he noted, "Your face is scarred, like mine." Actually, the man's everything was scarred. "Do you know my mom? Her name is Lane, and she's a medic." He had the look of someone who was often in need of a medic. "She's also the alpha. I'm Veteran." He bent to tear another bite, chewing ravenously.