"Not really." It was difficult to have the whole War Boys be a missing persons. More like a gang -- as far as the norms saw it -- finally being cleared out of an area. The hunters protected that place as best as they could. Scratching the side of his neck, he gave a small shrug.

"No one will look for them besides me." And that was fine. That's how it should be. If he went missing, well, he didn't think that the others would go looking but assumed that he crossed into Valhalla. Nux rephrased it in his head. If his whole hunting team went missing, the older ones would come lookin' to see what happened. Pieces in the machine. But the machine was missing too many now and they had to be found.