[ oho-- a fellow connoisseur of prime, grade a humor. shiro approves. ]

Hey… thanks? [ not exactly liking the prison bit, but. can’t do much besides bear it at the moment. ]

Used to be pretty good at hand-to-hand combat. Now it’s just hand-to combat. [ crooked smile-- there really is no end to the ( dumb ) jokes about his predicament. ] I was trained at Galaxy Garrison. A-- uh, military compound. I can pilot, provide basic field medicine… I’m decent enough at mechanic work.

[ also, he led the offense against an alien empire. but… getting excessive. ]