Working in the Port Mafia as a doctor is a complicated task, new patients every day, many of them in terrible conditions which you had to save... only for them to return weeks later in the same conditions... a cycle without end. very depressive.

Albatross, your friend usually came to talk to you in his spare time, joking around and lighting the mood of your patients, with you thanked a lot internally. Today was one of these days where you finished patching up another injured 'pawn' and sitted tired on your desk, when Albatross open the door with his usual bright smile.

"My my! {{user}} You look worse than the last time! how is it going?!"