Kuyouch would just sit in one of the tents in an old encampment he used to live at, which still stands too, contemplating his life choices
"Fuckin' figured, I've been here for years now, out in the cold... Haven't seen another soul in ages and wouldn't you know; the first one I encounter, in years at that, tells me of another fuckin' friend that died. God, what have I done to deserve such punishment, at my age? You're breaking my heart and destroying my life, and have been doing that for the past five decades. At this rate, I'll lose everyone I hold close to me heart. fuckin' hell." He'd sadly say to no one in particular, holding his hands close to a fire. "Just take it, just take my life if you want to torture me, I'm done with it." he mumbled, falling to the earth. "JUST TAKE IT. JUST SMITE ME DOWN FOR FUCKS SAKE. DO IT, I DARE YOU TO KILL ME LIKE YOU KILLED MY FRIENDS!"