Luke ate meat to his satisfaction and couldn't stand up shortly after, meanwhile, Tim and Kell were observing Luke's cut-off arm. "Did it hurt?" Kell asked out of worry.
"Yeesss!" Luke groaned exhaustedly.
Kell looked saddened, but Luke patted his hair. "Don't worry much about it," he said softly.
"What do you plan on doing with one arm?" Tim asked poking his dismembered limb.
Luke smacked his hand away in annoyance. "615.5, arm please," he said and the device flew to the living room and separated itself attaching itself to Luke's dismembered arm and slowly growing into an arm, which fitted his arm.
"That is what I plan to do with it," he replied. "I programmed 615.5 for in case of emergencies like dismembered limbs... But I never expected that I would be the one to be dismembered," he said.
"Well on the plus side, you have a cool robot arm," Tim said.
