[ Don't you give him that look, Jim's sensible enough to seek appropriate medical attention when necessary, unlike present company.
Hmmph. Jim steps away, nodding over to - a chair, or his spartan bed, you pick. ] Sit.
[ Out of a cupboard over the steampunk fridge comes a thin pack, a little worn; it's easy to conceal beneath his clothes on his back of his chest like this, which he's done with some regularity. He flops it onto the table and then moves to the sink to wash his hands. ]
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Hmmph. Jim steps away, nodding over to - a chair, or his spartan bed, you pick. ] Sit.
[ Out of a cupboard over the steampunk fridge comes a thin pack, a little worn; it's easy to conceal beneath his clothes on his back of his chest like this, which he's done with some regularity. He flops it onto the table and then moves to the sink to wash his hands. ]