Mm, I was. They dropped me in the middle of the swamp, so I had to be rescued.

[Something he's not afraid to admit, simply because it was true. No point in machismo when anyone can tell that the wheelchair was not made for such a terrain, though her warning makes him think he should consider an upgrade. At least, something that could handle rougher terrains would be better than the basic wheelchair.]

I was hoping this would be a one-time thing. Any chance you've met those who run this place?