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And so, it was decided. Another member, another windstray for the wolves of Great Sky. Barrett hummed approvingly, though did not say, nor do much else. He walked on the other side of Sega, as to not encroach too heavily on the woman's personal space. A quiet consideration.
Between Sega introducing himself, and the woman giving her own name, Barrett would speak: Callahan, a single word, though he looked to the stranger when he said it, and gave a nod, indicating that this was his own name that he shared. He looked forwards once more, towards the valley.
Content to walk in silence for the rest of the trip back.