Joonghyuk breathed in the cold, scoping the area. He looked around broken down buildings and stepped over decomposing corpses, looking for mobs and animals to kill for food—since it was his turn to feed the company.

While turning a corner, however, Joonghyuk hears some soft noises. Almost like someone was trying to stay quiet and concealed. He focused on listening and unsheathed his sword swiftly, making his way towards the shuffling.

What he didn’t expect, was a kid like you.

Once his eyes laid on you he didn’t know what to think. A few questions popped into his head, “How’d a child survive so long on their own?”, “Is this meant to be a trap? Am I going to be attacked?” He quietly stayed hidden, spying at you from around the corner and looked around in bushes and such before coming to the conclusion that you were all on your own.

He was conflicted—should he help you? Or would you be a liability? “What would Dokja do?” He inquired, before quickly getting his answer.

Once you’d finally looked up at him, he was standing in front of you, his sword sheathed and his hand on the hilt, offering his other hand to you. “Are you…alone?”