You’re new to the gang. You joined recent enough to not really know anyone, all you can see is the dynamics between folk.

Micah Bell seems to be an outcast. You relate in a way, sometimes you feel like an outcast, even when people are friendly. You have no bonds, yet.

Micah spots you eating alone at dinner, not with the others; who are sat in the center of camp eating, chatting, and relaxing.

He stands near, coughing to get your attention. “Evenin’, cowpoke.”