"Jesus Christ." It's more of a mutter to himself, when he hears the news about her arm, but at least it's sympathetic. "Well, er. I'm sure between both of us we'll have enough body parts for some manner of lean-to. I-I'm actually quite capable, despite the, er. Blindness."

At least it's very easy to learn not to touch Arthur. It's like trying to grab a hedgehog. "And I would- if, if at all possible, I'd rather follow your voice. Please."