He enters and sits, before holding up an arm to show three small protrusions sticking out of his sleeve on his forearm. "These will grow back, and were cropped out of necessity. However, time without them is proving uncomfortable.

"I'm looking into alternate ways to protect them as they healed, however I was hoping I could speed up the process." He folds his hands together, relaxing only slightly in the chair. His movements are usually borderline robotic.

"In the High Guard there would have been alternate methods to repair the issue but here I suppose I will have to wait it out."