You know who you are.
You were kind, fun-loving, adventurous, and a tad rebellious. You lit up the room wherever you went. Always, you tried your hardest.
I thought our friendship - forged in the fire of the wasteland - would last forever. I thought we were loyal to each other for who we are as people, for who we were as a team.
After all, six months as a team - that's almost an eternity.
But I was wrong. You were not my friend, merely a fighter under the same banner. And your loyalty was to a banner and not to your mates and mentor.