Once again Alex Baker felt so very clueless and out of his depths. When all her fears suddenly sprang forth, and so many clearly rhetorical questions spilled out, the young man just found himself starring like a deer caught in the headlights of an oncoming eighteen wheeler. He had no answers at all for her. Oh he really wished he did. Wished he could say something to make things better. But not a damn thing was coming to his mind. So after a moment, and after scratching his head again, Ghost just quietly spoke up at last. "I um....well I don't know uh, any of those answer. But if you had a pic of him or something, I could just go look for him on my own, and bring him back here to you? That way you could ask him, and also avoid having to deal with the raiders?"