Yeah. It's the wet that kills. I dry my boots and socks every night.
[He taps the ground with one of his black, oiled leather workboots. He actually was dressed for winter when he was taken, giving him a huge advantage here.]
...I was homeless for a few years before I wound up here. I guess it was good practice.
[He tugs at his cap. He's not that old, maybe around thirty, but there's weight in his eyes that reflects they're hard-lived years.]
That's where I picked up my medical skills. So it's a lot of patchwork. But it means I can take whatever I've got in my hands, and work under pressure.
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[He taps the ground with one of his black, oiled leather workboots. He actually was dressed for winter when he was taken, giving him a huge advantage here.]
...I was homeless for a few years before I wound up here. I guess it was good practice.
[He tugs at his cap. He's not that old, maybe around thirty, but there's weight in his eyes that reflects they're hard-lived years.]
That's where I picked up my medical skills. So it's a lot of patchwork. But it means I can take whatever I've got in my hands, and work under pressure.