"Glad to meet you, Mr. Sawyer," Par then shook the man's hand, smiling. "And...George is a recent pet. Wouldn't have managed to tame a Yao Guai if not for various mutations on the species, that's to be sure." He then looked around; where was Gabe?

"I have to get a friend back; can you help keep escorting the slaves back to freedom?" the merchant requested, before turning back towards Old Man's Corner yet again, worried about the blond. He knew that Gabriel had fought in the battle; he could hear the third set of gunshots, so he must be in that site. And, sure enough, Gabriel was still there, hidden in an alleyway between two outbuildings.

"Gabe!" shouted Par in fear as he and George loped over to the young man. "We're here, and we need to get out. You're in no condition to move on your own, so I'm pulling you onto George's back." And Par, taxing his low reserves of strength, did just that; pull Gabe onto the bear's back. Then, the merchant handed a Stimpack over to the young man.

"I'm glad...I'm glad you're alive..." he trailed off.

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