A delicate moment – Chap. 5, Act 3, Strip 21

Well, the Professor has tact, you can’t deny that. Admittedly it would have taken a healthy helping of chutzpah to climb down the mountain and state something along the lines of: “My most heartfelt condolescences on the tragic death of your good friend and comrade, Taro. While I knew him only in passing (passing behind him while his head was covered with a rock-patterned piece of cloth), I immediately realized what a special human being he was. A friend to his friends, not so friendly with his enemies, and an admired role-model as a family man. Correct me if he didn’t have a family, or wasn’t on good terms with it. What I’m trying to say is that no one should have to die this way, struck down by a rifle falling from the sky without any point or explanation. Speaking of the rifle, could I get it back, please?”

And, aside from chutzpah, it would also have taken the Professor quite a bit of time to make his way down the mountain and up again, and he isn’t as young as he used to be. And encumbered with all of those binoculars, too. A single pair of binoculars is usually not that much of a load to carry around, but the big box contained a dozen. Half of them being longer than 2000 yards. ._.

More on Thursday.

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