The smile became sad as he looked away for a moment to study the beautiful secenery of the mountians rising behind the Colombia river. When nervous, when ashamed, Doc never tended to look at someone straight in the eye. At times he could be seen as 'twitchingly'. "Only for a day. It simply became too chaotic out there and I had to worry about my own. I did some looting for medical goods in my office and the pharmacy the second day, packed up, looted gas and... that was it."
"Thank you." The smile is true now, the expression less nervous and perhaps less helpless, 'That's kind of you. I'm surprised about the amount of kindness I've found here. I'm sure it has all to do with the service I provide."