Medic merely shrugged. They didn't notice a thing and he wasn't going to complain. Made his job at least a tad bit more entertaining.

At Sniper's question, however, the German raised a critical brow "Of course I did! At least vhen zhey had season und zhe prizes vere not simply ridiculous. No one vould pay zwanzig Pfennige für einen Apfel!" and he would just glare for a while, unaware of just having dropped their shared language in a tiny rage about apples.

But this old man liked his fruits. And he's always liked them. Even as a child. But those were different times, and Sniper may want to keep that in mind.