Marty frowns. It was worth a try. Um...M-Marty actually. M-My name is M-Marty. My legs is a-attached, s-so tha-Ahg! Hr recoils a bit as she touches him, his skin rather cold to the touch, but absent the scars. Save for one large one down his arm, very deep. The rest have faded. I'm...Kt...t-that's n-not...