He chuckled ''An oppertunity to learn and take a lovely lady out for a drink of course. No harm in two people getting to know one another is there? especially not here.''
- No harm done. - she said, taking another sip to finish her water. She then ordered some gin. - So, now that we're getting to know each other. I believe you know a bit about myself by now. How about you return the favour?
''I was a Doctor, I was on leeds, one day shrapnel gave me this..'' He held up his hand, which had a noticable tremble to it ''Can't be a surgeon with shaky hands. So, I said 'fuck it' got my brother to talk to a few people and joined the police, watch over the traders while the war is on, do my bit...so to speak''.
''A lot of medication and decent target assistance software. I can't take the meds if i'm going to prefor surgery, but i can if i fly. I'm not sure how or why that is, just seems to be. As for comfortable...you get used to it''
- Have you thought of an exoskeleton? I believe it could prove to be a better solution than pills. Perhaps, with enough practice, you could perform less advanced surgeries again?
''I have considered it, but the tremble isn't a result of any lingering physical damage, its psycological'' he said tapping his temple ''Bit hard remembering what happened to the others that day, the fact that they should die and i should be left with a minor tremle seems...unfair, at the very least.'' He polished of his whiskey in a few gulps. ''Yeah, not my favorite topic'' he sighed.