[ God, this pathetic lion with a thorn in her paw. He takes her hand again, looking a little closer at her burns. ] Hey, on the bright side, if we have to amputate, we can have matching robo-arms! [ Is that in poor taste? It's in poor taste. ] ...Um, not that. We will have to amputate. I think.

—Anyway, I think I have some water, but do you have anything, uh. Bandage-y? [ He doesn't know how to improvise this shit; he just puts a band-aid on and is done with it, but she's probably had to MacGyver something out of nothing her whole life. ] I realize this sounds gross but I also feel like there's a good chance you actually did it, so... did you happen to steal any dead guy clothes?