Shaine rummaged through some rubble and grabbed a long stick that had been peeking out. It appeared to be unnatural to the surroundings so he assumed it to be what the old man was searching for. He tapped the end of the stick against the blind man’s arm and spoke quietly, “I think this is yours?”

When the old guy with the thing on his wrist mentioned the Enclave, the squire’s interest was suddenly piqued. He mumbled some things the boy couldn’t quite hear, but he did pick up on the need for safety.

The kid stepped out into the street and looked westward to the roiling green clouds in the distance as they flared up with bright yellow tinted lightening. He looked over the group of people and clenched his hand tightly around the holotags around his neck.

Finally he pulled a paper from one of his pouches and unfolded it slowly. He held it up for the old mumbling man to see, “I have a map of the town and outlying areas…”

He looked at the paper for a moment and held it out again, tapping a finger against a random building on the page, “It has building details...floors, basements, roof accesses…”

Having these people with him would be a great idea since he and Alex were supposed to have been cleaning the raiders out of the town and they were most likely still around...somewhere. He couldn’t handle raiders on his own and they would probably be hunkered down in any decent shelter from the oncoming storm.