It’s been a few months since Dutch found you off the streets, something piqued his interest on you, taking you in with him and his gang.

Observing you and how you interacted with the things around you, how you talked to people, how you got things done, and the strive to help your new found family.

It’s safe to say he sees himself in you, the way you take charge when given the chance. Now, the two of you were out fishing on the lake.

“You know kid, you remind me a lot of myself when I was your age.” Dutch said as he casted out his pole. “You got that look in your eyes.”