Toby stood up and lightly stretched his arm (as much as he could hope to stretch it in the damn cast), the pain had already become tolerable and he did not mind it anymore. He picked his gun up off the ground and held it in his hand. He lightly shivered due to the fact that it was cold without the big chunk of his shirt that was missing from the impalement. They also had to take some more of it off to stop the bleeding and dress the wound. He looked over at the man who had dressed his wound, who had asked him whether he had a place to go to.<br/><br/>"Oh yeah, there's repair shop down the path that way, ladder leads straight up to it." He pointed down the direction he came from and turned his head to see a girl in a white dress approaching them, "Oh.....hey there, you don't look like you belong here. Need help?"