He huffs a little bit. "I may not look like it, but I've got decent survival skills. I grew up in the wilderness, after all. But surviving and thriving are different things." And he has the intense desire to help everyone around him, so he wants to help make Trench a better place.

He heads along with Dabi, pausing when he spies the chains. Hmm... he starts moving the debris and tries to set it near the edge of the ship. It's going to take some time, but he's not going to be able to move all of this at once. He might be strong, but he doesn't have super strength.

"Anything on this guy?" He gestures to the skeleton. He got the last one, so if Dabi wants anything... there's a knife and pistol in the guy's jacket, along with some scraps of illegible paper and, for some reason, a fork.