Soah turned slightly and stopped as Adrian approached him. Soah sighed, and rubbed his chest, where the dagger wound had previously been. "Go the fuck back to your group, and why don't you tell them to ask themselves why merchants would take this fucking path." Soah said, gruffly. Honestly, Soah admired the kid, a little, but Adrian was just like the rest. Abandoning him and kicking him out for no reason except for their own fear of him. Soah spat on the ground, attempting to appear fed-up, but a cough mid-spit sent him into a fit. Afterwards, Soah made eye contact with Adrian. "Why don't you come with me? You know they don't respect you. You're a fucking kid to them, and talk to you like one. You want adventure? You want to grow the fuck up? Come with me. I'll show you what this world really is." Soah said, maintaining eye contact the entire time with Adrian. "That group? They'll abandon you the first time you mess things up for them. I know how things are. I left my family when I was about your age as well. Don't make the same mistake I did, and go with a group like them." Soah added, the last bit of his sentence layered with poison. "I certainly don't have my head so far up my own ass to kick a werewolf out of the group, and then trust the first fucking 'merchant' caravan that comes by through a mountain path like this one."