Huh, weird way to go 'bout it. [ Unimpressed. He rests one of his (now dirtied with biotech zombie liquids) claw-like short swords on his shoulder, lifting an eyebrow at the lack of wounds. ] Or impractical unless, well. Does it fix itself or do ya' have multiple spares handy?

[ Hmm, now how to get of here. . . ]