"Ah! Yes, of course. We'll pay him a little visit."

Yes, yes, back to business. Enough of ruminating on the past. Mulcahy eases himself to his feet, then hauls the bag of supplies back into his arms. It's a sunny day, and he knows the way back to Hawkeye's without looking; they're neighbors, after all.

"Will you come with me, my son? I could use the company."