apparently cows kill more people than wolves

He couldn't help smiling and shaking his head as she paused again. A bonafide space cadet! She was quite a thinker no doubt.

She finally hopped to catch up to him and told him that she stayed home too much and needed to get out.

"Can't imagine why..." He quietly mused to himself with a soft chuckle, while they walked along.

"I don't know about good," He grinned with a mischievous look, "I'm the head healer of the Armada." He replied holding his head high as he shared his title, "The Trauma Specialist." His boyish boasting coming into full swing. He had never boasted about it but it was true. Even if he frequently found himself overwhelmed and in over his head.

"You gotta be good at something yourself Maki. Not just getting into trouble with bears, right?" He asked with a tilt of his head.

"Speech"