Arrow Lake everybody come hang

Exit unless stopped!

Contrary to his assumption, Alejandro didn't seem to answer with much conviction. His brow furrowed at this, realizing the decision was in his hands. A choice of such weight wasn't to be taken lightly. Kynareth seemed like a half decent guy—someone hardened by the unforgiving elements of the world around him. He had a point with loyalty, but Tahoe didn't think he'd ever be able to devote his trust to such a controversial character, and trust was a big thing. The question was about if he'd be willing to theoretically sacrifice his life for the man one day, and the answer was no. Perhaps it was crude of him to make such a decision so early on, but he didn't have the time to later change his mind. Based on the information he had learned, it wasn't in his best interest to join a group with so many enemies anyway. Putting himself in such a situation in itself was not ideal. McBride had spent the entirety of his existence putting up with unfavorable company—he didn't feel inclined to continue that streak. In another life, he might've accepted the offer. If Alejandro wanted to join the gang, that was his choice alone. 

Not my thing. He rumbles finally, unbeholden to giving further explanation. With a brief nod and languid turn, he's gone.