@mischiefreagent
Amazing what a change of scenery did for a persons motivation. Despite the healing injuries that hindered him, Clint had the drive to get out of his stuffy house and explore. He couldn't get very far from his housing, not with his broken leg, but the Fibonacci ward was pretty damn big, he didn't expect to get bored any time soon.
The Surface is the section in Fibonacci where homes were located. Thankfully it wasn't only homes in this section. The place to explore first would be the area closest to home, and of course he had to take his dog with him.
Clint tried very hard to make it look like he wasn't limping, but he was. His left leg was broken - healing, and had a make-shift cask made of planks and lots and lots of medical gauze and tape. It was clear that a professional hadn't wrapped it, and to help get around he used a cane - where do you get crutches anyway? They didn't sell those at a convenience store. In addition to the attempt at a cast, his left arm was wrapped up in bandages and his face had a few new scratches on it. One might think he looked like shit.
Lucky found his own section of grass to sniff at while Clint sat himself down at the bench, leash held loose. He groaned as he adjusted his leg, staring down at it with so much disappointment in the speed of human healing. Seriously it took way too long. Just as he was beginning to relax, the leash he held went tight to which he automatically held hard. Lucky barked as Clint held him back.
"Lucky! Hey hey... what the hell-" The object of his dog's aggression seemed to be coming from a shrub. It did seem like something was in there. Tugging his dog back, Clint leaned over to look - a cat was his guess. But he couldn't recall seeing any other animals around before. Maybe they came with the refreshed city? "Come on boy get back... can't have ya gettin' bit by-" There was a tail peeking out of the shrubs.
".. a fox?"