"I was trying to look for work. But." He looks down at his metal hand. "Not sure how much use my skillset has here. There's some scavenging we can do, but. Not enough for me and you and them. So I guess we'll have to."

The Absol-- Grace-- bumps his hand again, and he resumes petting. "Nancy won't mind, will he? The Absol. Grace. She doesn't seem to."