Hey Doctor, what can I help you with today? Have a chat to stave off the boredom? Or, did you have something interesting to tell me?

Was that Savage who just passed by in the hallway? Back when the autonomous county was established, and later when it reached a cooperation agreement with Rim Billiton, her exploits were no less impressive than mine, you know?

You know, some places have really problematic stereotypes about us Cautus. Why do they call me timid when I'm just good at avoiding danger? As a matter of fact, isn't it more accurate to say that only those who've delved deep into danger can become masters of avoiding it?

C'mon, I've been a good boy. I'm getting all my regular checkups, taking my medicine, doing everything I'm supposed to. It's just the Medical lass is so uptight when she's recording my details. I can't help but play a prank or two, just so she'll loosen up a bit. Hehe. Oh, but don't tell that to the other medics.

Doctor, my buddy, Rhodes Island doesn't have a mandatory dress code, so there's no need for you to wear the same old rags all the time. Look at what I'm wearing - this store's got some pretty tasteful stuff, so how about I help you pick out a new look?

I'm actually pretty fond of Rhodes Island. Unlike those bigwigs who can't stop preaching about their greatness, everyone here's just trying to achieve their goals and working together to keep this ship sailing. Just like the folks in Rim Billiton.

The one in my hand? It's a standard-issue Billy blaster that I modified. Before I got my hands on it, it also used to be an Originium-powered focus for Casters. Hmm... Doctor, you're not thinking that smashing rocks with brute force would be efficient, are you?

Ah, so you're also interested in the Eureka Incident, Doctor? It's not like there's any secrets left untold, since any of the books or documentaries worth their salt tell pretty much the whole story. But... I wish they had some more details on how I rescued those hostages. Nah yeah, I dismantled a lot of those cages after all.

It's common for mining teams to hire Catastrophe Messengers. Since I was born on a mining ship and was always interested in technical books, being a Catastrophe Messenger means basically applying what I already knew. But Doctor, where'd you get your knowledge from? I don't see any relevant literature here...

Wanted to take a little nap? No worries, I'll wake you up unceremoniously in the event of emergency!

Leonhardt, Catastrophe Messenger. Doctor, you may have heard of me... No? Ah well~ it's better that way. Seems I won't have to tell the whole story again, like I did when that HR lady cornered me.

Looks like my skills are better suited for positional warfare.

Promotion? Haha, great! Wait a second. It doesn't come with some sort of exclusive, blinged-out elite uniform? C'mon, even a small ornament would be nice. No? Aww…

The road that Rhodes Island's chosen is much bumpier than that of us Catastrophe Messengers, but you don't seem to have any intent on stopping. Well, I suppose I'll have to sacrifice some of my leisure time to help you clear the road then?

Mission time~! Let's see… Oh, it's a fight today!

You want me to lead the team? Mmmm… Alright. Leave it to me.

So this is the route to the objective... Can I take a shortcut?

Let's see if our enemies have anything to offer besides numbers.

Hm? Which direction? Where?

Doctor, you'll save a nice spot for me right?

Woo~ It's finally my turn!

Lure some more enemies into the ring, then leave the rest to me!

Who says a spear is only good for stabbing people?

Relying on your armor will only leave you vulnerable.

Strength in numbers, huh? Is that what you were banking on?

Let's see whether you're gold or manure!

Bam! Another mighty enemy laid low. Alright, Doctor, let's have you treat yourself like we agreed before. You and me, we're gonna visit a market at our next stop.

Enemies of this caliber pose no threat to us, right?

Cleaning up stragglers isn't really my strong suit. You oughta find someone to send after them right away, before you lose points off your combat evaluation.

Whoops, looks like we messed up. Doctor, go ahead and withdraw first. Don't worry, as long as I'm here, there's no chance of the enemy catching up.

Maybe I should go to Procurement to check out the new outfits? Or maybe not?

Hm? Need me for something?

What's the matter, you wanna take me out for a walk?

Arknights.

It's New Year's again. When I was a boy, this day meant one thing: the adults on the ship were coming to pat the heads of the children and ask 'Have you grown taller?' I didn't much care for… Hey! Stop it! Doctor, no patting my head!

Yo, Doctor, done with work for the day?

The old miners on the ship used to say, 'Every ship hides a story,' and so does Rhodes Island... Haha, just kidding, I'm not here for corporate espionage! But even if you have some secrets, I'm willing to trust you, Doctor. When the time comes for me to know, I'm sure you'll trust me too, right?