When things well and truly went to hell on the homefront, Dero hit the road and didn't stop until there was no more road to hit-- where sprawling grassy flats gradually gave way to hills and mountains and forestation too dense to navigate through blindly. Now, they're by no means a cartographer...
Is it my turn? :0 Alright I'm gonna ask:
Which one of you got me out of some serious shit?
Which of you have I caught sometimes staring out at the horizon?
Dero has the reasonable suspicion of you that any wastelander tends to possess, wary of the mask you wear as much as the promise of what might be underneath, but a job is a job is a job and the last time you crossed paths you took on a job together that turned into something Dero would quite...
Dero is more than a little self-serving when it comes down to it. You probably can't trust them unless you give them a good reason to act on your behalf.