March 16, 2012 1:17:02 PM EDT
((As mentioned earlier...))
That long ago, huh? Oh how time distorts memories. Seems like months. Oh, and you did stab the headwrapped figure. I had been tracking him for months in the winter... I already had begun to clear out this place, and he was important. Here you come in a blizzard, shoving your... bayonet into him. As I said yesterday, I nearly took your head off the first time we met, and I would've if I hadn't seen your face. I took you to the hideout in this town before it was clear and I did the best to patch you up... You were badly frostbitten, trekking without proper gear, though I'm sure your fur helped... It would seem you don't remember much... you were in and out for a week or two after I got you in this town... Then you woke and came out as I began to sweep the city... at first I had just slit some's throats, but there were others that had to be dealt with on the street... most were inconspicous, like that man you saw. That was cyanide poisoning... anyway.
*Digs into the pancakes.*
