Doctor, Doctor

Kalt had attended the best medical schools in Northwind on his Master’s expense, as his worth in the art of interrogation was unparalleled. He was nearly unmatched in his knowledge of the human body, and he was phenomenal at identifying disease and toxins. It helped that he had become immune to the majority of Northwind’s poisons, though he wasn’t sure how much that would help him in a world where everything was topsy turvy. Regardless, he was bored. Dodge had taken nicely to Theea, so he was content to leave him with the toddler while he got acquainted with the new land. His walk brought him to the infirmary, where his bright eyes memorized the details of the rooms. He quirked a brow above a smirk, his hands behind his back as he walked. The vision of a blonde woman flashed across his sight, and he decided to make a proper introduction. Kalt had met Isla very briefly when they all arrived in this new world, but that was mostly just to make sure Dodge got the medical attention he needed from a certified doctor. Of course he wasn’t certified, but his knowledge and experience was still there. Besides, no one was better at improvising medical necessities than an assassin who spent most of his time on the road. He leaned against the entrance to the room where Isla was and knocked twice to draw her attention. ”My name’s Kalt,” he said with a friendly grin. ”Wondering if you needed a hand around here? I have two to spare.” He raised his hands, wiggling his fingers with a light chuckle. kalt give into the night.