Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20161027002533/@comment-24510587-20161109192434

"Alright, if you say so."

Wilkes sat down next to Harriot, pulled out his knife and continued carving his cane in silence for a while. Eventually, he spoke up.

"You know, I would've led the team myself if it weren't for the bullet Casamir put in my leg," he said, keeping his eyes on the cane while he talked. "You should understand that we wouldn't have picked you if we didn't think there was no better alternative."