[He's been healing relatively quickly, but it's too goddamned slow for him. It means that all the still moments of recovery are much to still, and he leaps at the chance for exercise as it comes.
Though he'd kill to be able to go for a long drive, he settles instead for short walks.
He's one one now, with Vesper accompanying, and he wouldn't mind her company at all if not for the furry accomplice she's brought with her. And when she tries to foist the cat over, Bond takes him by the scruff of the neck in one hand, pushing the door to the deck open with the other.]
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Though he'd kill to be able to go for a long drive, he settles instead for short walks.
He's one one now, with Vesper accompanying, and he wouldn't mind her company at all if not for the furry accomplice she's brought with her. And when she tries to foist the cat over, Bond takes him by the scruff of the neck in one hand, pushing the door to the deck open with the other.]
Well how am I supposed to hold a bloody cat?