Not a Good Place

Looking at the boy before him, Strategist Huang felt a little complicated, knowing he would probably never see him again, and he wanted to say goodbye but found himself lost for words. What should he say? Just saying goodbye felt curt and a little too little, considering the situation. Saying something like good luck, or till we meet again was a little bit too ironic. 

In the end, he settled for patting Fu Hao Xin's shoulder and giving it a tight squeeze before saying, "If you need anything, you can find me in the city."

Nodding, Strategist Huang indicated at his attendant and prepared to leave to march for the city when Fu Hao Xin suddenly had a thought and awkwardly said, "Er, wait, Strategist Huang, earlier you mentioned you were willing to bring people with you. Is it alright if you bring someone else instead?"