He had winced when she grabbed his injured arm yet made no sounds of pain. Though the hiss of pain escaped his lips. He made no verbal complaints. He looks at her and smiles. Looking down and spreads the only thing that he didn't recognize. He spread those attachments to the limbs she called legs about his shoulders length apart. He tries to stand up straighter and waves his good arm. Catching his balance again. Smiling at her. "Thanks." He says softly. Nodding his head to her. "I am ready." he says. Standing a bit steadier than before.