Ah, well, the story behind that is simple enough. I was tasked with tracking down a shipping container that had gone missing for one of the various manufacturing companies in the city. A sense of smell, more potent than anything I could hope to experience in this current body, helped quite a bit.

…This was before the Storm itself became known as a problem, of course.

[Otherwise he wouldn’t have been busying himself with mundane tasks — mundane tasks that paid, to be sure, but mundane all the same.]