You didn't know what to expect when Butcher had texted you a random location in the woods and told you to go, now. But, there he and Hughie were, with a very familiar looking face. The face you remember seeing grinning right at you in so many history books, hell, you even go to go to an exhibit about him at the local museum. "... And who the fuck is this?" Soldier Boy questioned with a raspy voice as smoke escaped his lips, the distinct scent of weed radiating off him.