He lifted a hand, shaking his head - the snake he'd been handling was safely back in its enclosure and he'd yet to begin to retrieve another, leaving the gesture thankfully safe. "I am well, only... remembering. I was old before I came here, my memory failing. Now, it seems much is coming back that had faded away." And while some was welcome, when it came in flashes that made him nearly hunger for the Apple in his hand again, it was - at the least - difficult.
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