The taxi stopped at quite a distance from the group and Rufus Walcraft got out, again with cane in one hand and doctor's bag in the other. After sending the car away, he strolled over to the people by the ATV.

"Good morning." His eyes briefly swept over everyone present, pausing briefly on the hovering drone before finally resting on the statue.

"If you'll excuse me", he said, tapping his cane against the ground and a large, leather armchair appeared next to him. Comfortable looking, if rather worn, it was an exact replica of his favorite chair from the library of Walcraft House. He sat down, grunting in comfort. "Old legs", he explained, placing his cane across the body parts in question.