[ there's no doubt in Reno's mind that Thancred can do quite a bit, and would if it became necessary—but he hears, too, what Thancred doesn't say, that he won't without real cause. and, at the very least, the fact that he can walk on it (even if he won't, for now) tells Reno that whatever the problem is, it's probably not his femur. which still leaves quite a number of bones it could be, but the femur is the riskiest and also the most important, so it's a relief to know it's likely not that.

it's also a relief that Thancred gives in to his fussing without much fussing in return. once he's seated, Reno finds another chair for him to put his leg up on, this one piled high with a couple of cushions supported atop a stack of manila folders to get some elevation. ]

And you remember me. Which means you probably remember what came before that. [ their hellish empty city and the little life they made there, against the odds. ] I can't remember gettin' from there to the train, though. Can't even really remember being on the train, just...

[ he waves his hand vaguely in the direction of the crash site. he remembers that, definitely. ]

Woke up and knew I needed to find you, too.