That sounds like Five. He's good at pragmatic, terrible at anything that looks like being idle. "Eh, he'll get over it." he waves a hand dismissively.

"I never pictured Purgatory to be so...nature-y?" He shrugs. "Oh, uh- I was as the club with my brother aaaand I fell, cracked my head on the floor. She didn't like me, so after a terrible conversation with my dead Dad, She sent me back."