Ain't so bad. Ain't like home. They're not soft. Not really, but not like how I 'member. [Most of he remembers is getting into fights with other War Boys over nothing, because that sort of violence allows for others to grow closer. Don't seem like that'd work with his new brothers and sisters, tho.]

Hillingdon Clan. That's us. What we are. Full of hunters. Some of 'em ain't human. Not sure 'bout that. Humans should protect humans. But I'm not the one in charge. Can't make those rules. Best to be together than on your own. Too many to take on but if it is for family, there ain't enough to take on, yeah?