Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27396384-20170703182714/@comment-28759676-20170711054202

Their group was the first one back. Setting down the supplies he managed to scavenge, Renji decided to sit next to Nathan, noticing his companion's grim expression. He followd Nate's gaze to the prosthetic leg, sprawled out on the sand.

"I'm no mind reader, but you feeling down about your leg?" He leaned back against the rock behind them, his right hand swiping the hair out of his slightly tanned face. "Don't worry, you're not a drag. We need you, we need each other. We'll pull through this hell no problem."

With a tranquil exhale, he pushed his charred glasses up the bridge of his nose, admiring the sky above.