<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/0/0e/Vedaa_Joe_3.jpeg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><strong> Joe (https://docs.google.com/document/d/1Q-aqg2Y8RQJG8CwTzELOm8DUiDTjtAlG984nufI67Rc/edit)</strong></span><br/><div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/6/69/Vedaa_Joe.jpeg)</div>Joe had held no resistance having already designated the oddities that were 'Doc' to the relatively safe category, and a light smear of the man's finger was not going to break the titanic troll. It kinda reminded him of the blood brother rituals they had performed as kids, ok, that some of the other kids had performed amongst each other. He had never had a friend worthy of the cut and the pain. Not that he hadn't wanted one. Perhaps the Doc would become such an ally, a friend? Odd thought that. Seems the man was rubbing off on him. A broad smile spread, banishing much of the apprehension and allowing the brute to focus on protecting the crew instead of just himself. Yep, the Doc's insanity must be spreading.