[He hadn't been paying any attention to whoever was beside him. It wasn't like he could feel anything from the stump of his leg down either way, so when the question comes up and he looks around and ends up having to look down to see someone unabashedly poking at his prosthetic. He leans back on his good foot, a bit weirded out by the question, considering it didn't get asked much back home.]
Well, ah, this version I did.
[There's a small noise from the back of his throat before he pulls his leg away from the taller man.]
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Well, ah, this version I did.
[There's a small noise from the back of his throat before he pulls his leg away from the taller man.]