Teddy’s blue hair was more puffy and disheveled than usual, having challenged different climates in a short time, including humid and windy weather. He was a young man and adversity had not yet extinguished his enthusiasm for a job he considered electrifying. This idea was suggested by the fact that he moved with studied nonchalance, boasting of his disorderliness. His short-sleeved shirt crooked on one shoulder and the scratches on his gray t-shirt suggested he had been attacked by a mysterious creature, although he had probably made them himself by clumsily crawling on a rough surface.