The same thing you're doing. Except quieter. [There's a telling way in how easily and fluidly he turns the stick to tuck it against his arm and the back of a shoulder, making it stream-lined against his body.
He jumps down through the wide hole without hesitation being another story up, and he lands steady with bent knees, the stick folded out behind rather than straight to make up for the bended landing. He puts it back on the floor as he straightens, and behind him, the German Shepherd also jumps down without any reluctance.] Scavenging.
[Now that he's down, the small shoulder pack can be seen looped over his neck, tucked tight to his chest. It's perhaps a little bigger than a fanny pack, stitched together with salvaged cloth.] Do you even know how to play Knucklebones?
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He jumps down through the wide hole without hesitation being another story up, and he lands steady with bent knees, the stick folded out behind rather than straight to make up for the bended landing. He puts it back on the floor as he straightens, and behind him, the German Shepherd also jumps down without any reluctance.] Scavenging.
[Now that he's down, the small shoulder pack can be seen looped over his neck, tucked tight to his chest. It's perhaps a little bigger than a fanny pack, stitched together with salvaged cloth.] Do you even know how to play Knucklebones?