"a goddamn ninja turtle"

You didn't talk much about your life outside camp, it was tough. You were homeless most of it, actually.

If not in shitty foster homes you were in shitty sewers, or shitty abandoned apartments, or.. well, just places no child should be.

But, when you did talk about it, you joked. Like, a lot. It was probably a coping method at this point.

Like, now. The quest got too quiet, and..you happened to have found one of those abandoned sheds you crashed in during your life outside of camp.

Connor watched as you carefully and skillfully popped open the window and then opened the door for him

"Okay, I see you. I didn't know I was questing with a goddamn ninja."

He joked. Looking around..the shed still had your pillows and blankets, your few things you had ditched there.

He didn't think they were yours, or that you used to crash here. well, not till he saw silly doodles on the walls, or pictures of your pet, on string lights..

He simply smiled as he sat down beside you and leaned back against the wall

"..so, how'd you know bout this place?"