It's not lost upon him, the readiness in which Dustin acts to show him where he stays, where he works. Their first meeting on a rooftop in the quiet of night seems like a long time ago, and he remembers how guarded the boy had been there. Some of it is still there, rough edges that won't ever completely be sanded down, as he's certain in some ways, he is much the same.

The warlord nods, starting off after him then.