It is. Fabrikator-reinforced, too. It can do a lot more damage than most canes.

[It might be ridiculous to some, but it’s his weapon of choice. He’s capable of using guns and knives, but there’s nothing that feels as solid as his cane does.

He’s not like her, with the memories. He tries to suppress as many of his own as he can, minus when funneled into revenge. He gets her perspective on it though, and he knows it takes more strength to embrace pain like that than it does to avoid it.]

Just don’t lose yourself along the way, right?

[He finishes packing up the trash into the takeout bag, turning to deposit it into her garbage can. He gives a snort on the way at her comment.]

A whole chest tattoo would take far too long for me to sit and take. Even now I have to keep myself busy. [He holds up the bag to prove the point.]