"Generous of you, Miss. I'm no doctor, but I know the man." Not well, but he's spoken with him about the all-important topics of sport and meat.
He notes Misaya's falter, but his own expression remains serene. "You'll have to tell me if you'll be needing me." He does go along on hunting parties, or with individual hunters, to advise and reload, though he knows Miss Valdemar likes her privacy.
He looks up at the sky at her words, the Yorkshireman in him stirring as he considers the weather. "Aye, it's been bad lately. Looks like rain, but I don't know if this storm will break. Might not rain until tomorrow." Having lived in the area all his life, and having lived much of it outdoors, weather is another area of his expertise, though like any folk forecaster, he has his off days.
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He notes Misaya's falter, but his own expression remains serene. "You'll have to tell me if you'll be needing me." He does go along on hunting parties, or with individual hunters, to advise and reload, though he knows Miss Valdemar likes her privacy.
He looks up at the sky at her words, the Yorkshireman in him stirring as he considers the weather. "Aye, it's been bad lately. Looks like rain, but I don't know if this storm will break. Might not rain until tomorrow." Having lived in the area all his life, and having lived much of it outdoors, weather is another area of his expertise, though like any folk forecaster, he has his off days.