That's good! Isn't that a relief. I had to use a bit of froth on you to draw the poison out, you see. All your injuries have been healed, and you appear to be coming down alright. At this rate, you'll feel a bit overly pleasant until sundown, nothing too terrible. Food will taste better and sex will feel more pleasant, of course. Enjoy yourself, my dear, you will live.

[She settles next to him on the side of his amputated arm, gently picking it up.]

Now then. Darc told me you didn't know the nature of this arm.