Ben stops when Nanami finally talks to him, now with several opened pill bottles sitting in front of him and a handfull of differently-colored pills in his hand. He quickly caps the bottles and throws them and the loose pills back inside the trash bag.
"Oh course I've been diving! It's an important skill for soldiers! Hasn't been too popular since the cold war ended, but back when it was hot there weren't any rivers you could drink from without having a whole squad of Russian frogmen leap out at you! Or worse, they'd have those fancy harpoon guns, and just pincushion you from underwater! I've seen a lot of good men die to that, rivers were terrifying back then. Most guys just stayed back, but I didn't, I refused to be intimidated by those freaks, I learned to dive and beat them at their own game. They never expect other divers, you see, they're always watching the banks, and their harpoon guns are too big to manuever--you come at them from below with a knife, and they're just dead. Made a bit of a name for myself, they'd call me the Frenchman, because I took their legs. I was just stocking up, but it ended up scaring them, that's the other thing about the Russians--they make all these fancy guns, but they don't really know war, what it's like. They don't know booze, either, they drink a ton but they have no taste. Russia's just terrible, and way too obsessed with their frogs. America's becoming like that too, actually. Americans just love their SEALs, even though they're really just fat frogmen who don't actually do anything, I don't remember any SEALs in World War II! Guh. Frogmen were better, too, I've never met a SEAL who could fight so well underwater. Why do you ask, anyway? You should know the answer to these questions by now, you've known me long enough. I'm a simple man!"