[He speaks with an amused chuckle.] I tried to break the claws off. [Picks up his drink with his left hand and starts to bring it up to his mouth for a sip.] It didn't work, it's a little creepy how fast they can fix themselves.
[He goes to take a drink then suddenly jerks his drink back, sloshing some of the drink onto his hand. For a second there he could have sworn his gun had been in his hand instead. Smoking with blood splattered on it, but it was the wrong hand. Easily dismissed, but still unsettling.]
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[He goes to take a drink then suddenly jerks his drink back, sloshing some of the drink onto his hand. For a second there he could have sworn his gun had been in his hand instead. Smoking with blood splattered on it, but it was the wrong hand. Easily dismissed, but still unsettling.]