Korsarro frowns "No fair, I have permission for this one and everything, Zato said I could have it." he points it towards the monk in question and then to the the injured knight "You always tell me I can't solve my problem with meat... or flesh. Or blades. Well... that last one not so much" Korsarro thinks back to a distant memory, smiling slightly "How are you anyway Brother? You seem like there's something bothering you, normally you'd have taken the arm and smacked me around with it already." He looks to Vernasus "Are you alright?"