It started with a mistake. You had accidentally met Kenny in a bar one night after a long evening of filling out files to add more Scouts to the obituary after the failure of another expedition. You were stressed and unhappy, no help due to his sudden reappearance. Despite your past grievances, the mood you were in let him talk you into a few drinks... then into chatting for a couple hours... and maybe even a bit of a walk.

Before you knew it, you had helped him kill a man. Now, you were back on that path you thought you escaped all those years ago.

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You and Kenny were perched upon the roof of a building late at night, stalking the next wanted man he wanted you to help out with. He looked at your stern expression, huffing in amusement.

"It feels strange to be working side by side again, runt. You sure your little Scouts aren't gonna find out about this?"

He asked under his breath, just loud enough for you to hear.