Yeah, uhhhh, don't start with me on that one, man. [Having lived through the Collapse long enough to see what people got up to afterward, Sharky is... ugh, super torn on the "people bad" sentiment. On the one hand, obviously, the Highwaymen prove that point, being baby-stealing dickheads with no goal but literal highway robbery. But on the other hand, man, he's seen some real stand-up shit from the survivors in Prosperity. Helping out ex-Peggies, opening their places up to total weirdo strangers, barely any fighting after the first couple years...

Man. People are fuckin' complicated, that's what he's learned.]

Morphine? I dunno about that, but... [There's definitely medication all up in this bitch, that's for sure. Sharky may or may not have, you know, glanced around at one point, just to see what constituted as medication (and security) here, but it's mostly shit that he wouldn't touch.] Plenty of shit to scrounge through.

[oh shit he forgot about the ice cream...] Ughhhh, yeaaaaaaaaah, that's right. Fuckin' sucked, dude, when I showed up the ice cream place was givin' everyone like, these super special custom flavors, like cake an' blood and shit, and you know what I got? Fuckin' Bliss. Like, it was nasty, dude. Hasn't happened again, thank fuckin' God, but I definitely thought I was in hell for a hot minute, there! [Hahahaha... maybe they are? He's not sure!!!]