Were Sandor to flex those muscles, he might be surprised to see how fast Wrench folds. It would be a relief to know there's nothing in particular motivating the other man. No desire to wield power for any particular purpose. If he did and if Wrench were capable, he'd probably give it to him. It's not thanks to any particular loyalty, though Wrench is indeed loyal to a fault. He's simply been taught to follow, and the absence of anyone for whom to do so has left him upended and drifting.

There are few people Wrench has spoken to about where he comes from and what that place was like. It's been easier than he imagined to keep that story close to his chest. The truth is, he's found few who really care. It's been easy to redirect most everyone with questions back to their own stories. But the direct question leaves Wrench shrugging.

Not for years, no. The people I worked for and with are all gone now.