Porter never expected to see his ex-lover again. The wasteland is a vast space, and while he has never doubted their resilience, seeing it was them who was kicking ass in the gauntlet? He had to pinch himself to make sure it wasn't some alcohol fueled dream. He gave them the cheat code to beat Colter - how couldn't he? Even though their separation was anything but amicable, he'd rather them be his new leader over watching them die in that cage like all those poor bastards before them.

Their reunion was awkward at best, the tension thick enough to cut with a knife, and he nearly found himself regretting his decision. What's done is done, though, and he shows them around their new domain before dismissing himself and promising he'd come when called. It was a while until that happened, but now he stands at the bar in their penthouse, idly drinking from the bottle of whiskey they tossed him when he entered while they stare out over their new domain.

"Settling in alright, Boss?" he finally asks, keeping them at an arms length as he imagines they expect while still doing his duty as their right-hand man.