Lunar sat down in front of him and looked back to the others. " Give him room" he said, before looking too the bandit pony, " My friend, I am not here to hurt you. You are young, you are full of life, and have much ahead of you, that is not something I wish to snuff out. " He put his weapons away, " But, a pony like you should not be working with bandits like that. They do not care about you... they see you as a tool for survival and abandoned you at your time of need. I understand, you need to eat and have a place to sleep. But do not do it with them. They will only use you, and abandon you when they dont need you."Lunar said, frowning. "Instead, go about the wasteland seeking to build a friendship. Someone who is there to help you when you need it, and that cares for your survival. Someone like that will make your life better, and you will know a better existence in this life than what you know now. Do not steal from other ponies either, but rather, see if you can make them like you. Then they are bound to give you more and happily aide you more than if you simply stole, and you would have one more ally in the wasteland" Lunar explained to the pony in a soft, almost father like voice.