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Doc smiled a moment as he looked a bit skyward, swirling his drink as he thought.
"I miss riding," he explained, "I rode my ranch so much on my caballas (//horses) back home. I would grab a rifle, wear my side arms and just ride. I felt so at ease when I did that."
He looked back to her, "I moved my livestock to Erie. I have my peace there even if it's in space controlled by the Liberty government. It's isolated. There's no better feeling than just exploring the unknown, alone or with a friend or someone you care about."
He raised his glass again, smiled and finished it's contents, "It's worth drinking to for sure."
He refilled it. Doc's tolerance to alcohol was strong but he was quite tipsy but at ease. He enjoyed Thing's company more and more.