[It Aaron had been pulled from even twenty minutes earlier than he had been, he'd have been actively running for his life. The small things, eh?

He makes a small sound in the back of his throat, glancing at his shoulder, which he prods gingerly. Turning back to the screen, he gives a wry grin.]

Something like that... still hurts like a bitch, but it's the worst of it all, so I'll manage. [Let alone that he had Marta here with him actively checking the dressing one or two times a day.]

Yeah, it's James... good to meet you, Billy. You just getting here? People already give you the rundown about the locals?