Phantom Hollow camp

they were playing a game. what kind of game, masa isn't sure of. he straightens his posture as he thinks. her compliments bounce off him; words he's heard time and time again. but he is not so egotistical to let those words lead him.

we could use someone.
he assumes part of the deal being offered is shelter and community. home.

if i am to join, it is not for home. i cannot promise my allegiance would be permanent. he's clear, careful to not imply he would join.