[ There's a knife wound in the shoulder he's been displaying as a target for sparring partners, a subtle weakness for them to zero in on. It's healed over. The rest of him is long conditioned to withstand pain, and there's no whisper of injury. He is fairly worn out due to the people coming, but it's a pleasant fatigue. As much as he can be, he's in a good mood. ]
[ He shakes her hand firmly. ]
Even a medic might have to defend themselves. [ A lot of them in his world carried guns, he's not surprised. War is an ugly thing. ] Let's start slow, shall we?
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[ He shakes her hand firmly. ]
Even a medic might have to defend themselves. [ A lot of them in his world carried guns, he's not surprised. War is an ugly thing. ] Let's start slow, shall we?