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Just because he didn’t want to get close to anybody didn’t mean Cambria wanted to be a jerk. He watched the stranger struggle with his lack of response and felt his jaw clench with a sudden flush of guilt. He didn’t want to keep up the charade, though how was he going to explain himself?

In lieu of any clever exposition, the Dragonling simply replied, No, and then paused before saying, and I’m socially awkward, which wasn’t too far from the truth. Not good at small talk, he added with a very real grimace. But my name is Cambria and I don’t live around here.

He didn’t technically live anywhere specifically. He’d made that mistake once and wouldn’t be making it again. Cambria blew out a breath, well aware that he should inquire about Killdeer’s pack. But he really couldn’t care less and definitely wanted to avoid the possibility of an awkward recruitment attempt.