[No, no, he is not in the least bit kind. He is simply practical and does not have the patience to suffer hysterics. It's totally different. Totally.
His eyebrows go up, though, at the rapid identification; Tōchūkasō's not exactly a common word, and quite frankly it's only one Albert's become familiar with since acquiring his Paras. His field of expertise isn't in obscure Chinese and Tibetan medicinal remedies, and coming from 1989, the world's a slightly less interconnected place before the commercial advent of the internet, anyway. Which means either the kid is a bucket of facts, or he's got some particular nerdy interest in parasitic fungi, and given the job title he just spouted, it's looking like it's the former.
Good. More smart people. The world needs more smart people. Though preferably not ones prone to hysterics.]
That's right. The variant native to this place — [Hang on, he's got one of the mushrooms in a jar, and reaches over to grab it and hold it up for emphasis.] — infects crabs. If you believe what the local encyclopedia has to say about them — and I'm not necessarily saying I do — at a given point in the life cycle, they don't just mummify the crab, they actually possess it. Seize control of the husk and use it to walk around, go about their business. Welcome to the land of semi-sentient mind-control mushrooms, Alice.
So we took them off, which in and of itself was a miracle considering that the level of medical know-how they've got in this place makes the Dark Ages look like Star Trek, and now I'm keeping an eye on the thing to make sure he's rehabilitating.
[And after that very long explanation, he finally gets around to the most pressing question —]
Forensic psychology, huh? Where'd you go to school?
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His eyebrows go up, though, at the rapid identification; Tōchūkasō's not exactly a common word, and quite frankly it's only one Albert's become familiar with since acquiring his Paras. His field of expertise isn't in obscure Chinese and Tibetan medicinal remedies, and coming from 1989, the world's a slightly less interconnected place before the commercial advent of the internet, anyway. Which means either the kid is a bucket of facts, or he's got some particular nerdy interest in parasitic fungi, and given the job title he just spouted, it's looking like it's the former.
Good. More smart people. The world needs more smart people. Though preferably not ones prone to hysterics.]
That's right. The variant native to this place — [Hang on, he's got one of the mushrooms in a jar, and reaches over to grab it and hold it up for emphasis.] — infects crabs. If you believe what the local encyclopedia has to say about them — and I'm not necessarily saying I do — at a given point in the life cycle, they don't just mummify the crab, they actually possess it. Seize control of the husk and use it to walk around, go about their business. Welcome to the land of semi-sentient mind-control mushrooms, Alice.
So we took them off, which in and of itself was a miracle considering that the level of medical know-how they've got in this place makes the Dark Ages look like Star Trek, and now I'm keeping an eye on the thing to make sure he's rehabilitating.
[And after that very long explanation, he finally gets around to the most pressing question —]
Forensic psychology, huh? Where'd you go to school?