Douglas ate more of the food on the plate with the roast beef as he listened with interest to the story about the river current.  Then pausing he nodded understanding that it must have been difficult being so visibly different from the other students, especially when still a kid.  He had been around most like himself until he went to board school and then to study with the masters he had worked with.  For him, it had been his accent, but that could be hidden if you were quiet.  Which stayed until he got stronger than some of the bullies.  Still, it would have been much easier for him than it would be for Tristan.

When the doctor spoke about the prison and showed the bite, Douglas winced in empathy.  "Och, that must 'ave 'urt.  I cannae say I 'aven't been on the other side of the jaol, but I never saw the need tae bite the officers.  Of course, I was usually getting o'er a drunk and/or a fight like a numpty."  He chuckled.  "I cannae even say I 'ave grown oot of that kind of thing, but I dinna dae it as near often as I did back then.  And pick better quality places tae drink now tae."  He raised his glass indicating the current location and great quality.

He took another drink.  "Dae yu still 'ave tae do the jaol duty?"  He asked curiously.