"Basically? Who would look for him there, I guess was the thinking. Again most of this is guessing - it's not like he ever talked about his past or I ever really asked." The few times he had he'd gotten shut down, so he'd stopped asking.

He listens and turns his head to peer at Shang Beida. "I mean I don't know how to do a lot of that stuff. Cooking and laundry I can do, and I learned some accounting for helping out at the funeral home but that's about it. I learned camping stuff - how to set up a tent, how to find firewood, how to dig a hole deep enough to use as a toilet so animals don't come around - but nothing someone wouldn't learn at like summer camp or something. I can't even. Um." He clears his throat. He doesn't have to be embarrassed by this, but it's still a little... for someone who lived on an island, it's...

"... I can't swim very well. Just barely enough to pass in physical education, and then after getting a metal leg it makes it even harder. The movements are just... off. It's not like it's that heavy it just... doesn't quite bend as fluidly. But it's - it's fine, I can hold my breath and walk along the bottom of a pool or river if I have to." He would prefer to not have to, though.