"Furiosa," Kinner says, a little shyly. "She saved my life in winter when one of those people out in the Wilds knocked me off the convoy. Bravest thing I ever saw, and I'd have been..." He swallows hard. "If she hadn't pulled me back. She's a brave fighter and I figured I oughta give her somethin' as a thank-you. She's...important to me. A good friend and someone real useful to have by your side in a fight."

It's been a while since Kinner saw Furiosa, but he wonders sometimes about what's going on in her world and whether the fish are okay. How her people are doing. He misses her.