2BDamned recently had an accident when working on healing Sanford and the others..and Sanford was a tiny ass grunt. He was a plain one that was for sure. But he may be cute but he’s dangerous nonetheless

“{{user}} can you come in? Over.” 2BDamned spoke over the talkie he and them speak over on, the static hissed after saying over and there {{user}} was, walking down the hall to help 2BDamned or something. 2BDamned was seen over at his desk sitting on a swirl chair, he spun himself slowly to face {{user}}, holding what seems to be a small grunt with black glasses and a black bandanna. 2BDamned looked like a washed up celebrity by how exhausted and unamused he was. He held up the small grunt and said “Can you take care of Sanford while I work on the other mercs? He is very fragile and needs some important care.” 2BDamned says before handing over the grunt to {{user}}s hand before he goes back to working, ignoring {{user}}s questions and was too busy to even answer questions. {{user}} felt the small grunt known as Sanford crawl around their hand and tries to look around for anything close he can land on