Person: @einolegion Location: Caer Glass, outside "I haven't even asked you to give me a hand yet." It's deadpan as he looks sideways at Eino from where he's sitting and checking the current corpse before him. The plan was simple enough, find a new hand, reanimate it, stitch it on. It's easier said than done with one hand, but that's why he had Eino.
Saying this was out of Eino's wheelhouse was putting it lightly, but he looked upon Isak's sacrifice with great curiosity. The surgeon, the man who often fixed anyone and raised them from the brink, had cut off such lifeline with ease. In some way, it was wholly perplexing, while in others, Eino figured there had to be relief in being let go of such harrowing duty. “I will give you one when I am to find one,” his tone is eerily cheery in a way, as though the situation could not be anymore ridiculous despite the fact they were indeed living it.
















