How things stand

Mojito nodded as Kotori spoke, he was very aware that the younger man had left for reasons Mojito didn't think were his business very shortly after he'd joined. After the whole affair with Azure and his daughter... Mojito blinked that memory away, things weren't perfect between himself and Tira but they were certainly better. He considered a moment before he answered, tilting his head slightly to the side a behaviour he'd picked up from his father and had never quite shaken. "I've met a few members while out and about." He started slowly, no one had been too rude yet, at least nothing more than he'd expect or could handle. "Once N- Satoru arrived I spent a decent amount of time getting him back on his paws." Mojito assumed Asla would have filled her brother in on the freckled man. "Between doing that and now that he is, I've largely been focused on doing what I can to start building up my supplies or stretching them as far as I can." Mojito gestured to the bundles of wool drying next to the fire. "And making some plans for spring." He wasn't just focused on the present but the future too, he really wanted a garden again.

Before he spoke next Mojito straightened himself somewhat. "Ultimately I've always seen myself as a healer first, I can keep my own well enough but I prefer to care for others rather than inflict violence." Yeah yeah, "weak little Mojito", who could absolutely give you a nasty scar to remind you he's not as weak as everyone seems to think he was. But that didn't mean he wanted to, just that he could and would if needed. Besides it was, in his opinion, a bad idea to assume a healer didn't know more about how to make a body hurt than any warrior ever could. Which bones were the easiest to break and which breaks it would be impossible to set so they healed back the way they were again, which joints could easily be dislocated and which plants could even kill a fully grown wolf. "Before I left the Armada I was their Trauma Specialist, I don't expect to just be given an equivalent rank, not without proving myself worthy of it to start. But I believe that speaks to my skill and where I'd be most useful." He sought to hold Kotori's gaze, in this Mojito had no doubt, not even a twitch that indicated his confidence would waver.



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