He hesitates though, if only because it's the kind of one eighty that comes before the nice old lady with the candy house shoves you in the oven, but in the end, it's Niska. She's not always the friendliest, but he's come to see her as friendly, in the sense of being a friend.
Not that he thinks she would ever agree to that but still. So he heads inside.
"Look, I know I come off like a flake, but I promise you I've got survival skills, and if you're hurt, I want to help."
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He hesitates though, if only because it's the kind of one eighty that comes before the nice old lady with the candy house shoves you in the oven, but in the end, it's Niska. She's not always the friendliest, but he's come to see her as friendly, in the sense of being a friend.
Not that he thinks she would ever agree to that but still. So he heads inside.
"Look, I know I come off like a flake, but I promise you I've got survival skills, and if you're hurt, I want to help."