As Penn set about reliving the 'thieving rat' of his boots, he was surprised slightly at Maiden's question. The question made Penn's face set in a grim frown. He wasn't irritated with the question at all, but one didn't speak of the dangers of Atlantis lightly. "I can tell ya a whole lot, Miss Maiden, but not all of it's pretty, and none of it ought to be heard and taken lightly." Penn stated as casually as he could. With the removal of the man's boots, Penn loped down on te nearest chair and began exchanging them for his own, which was hard to do with one hand, might he add. Speaking of which...<br/><br/>"You wanna know how I lost me arm, lass?" He questioned, lifting up the prosthetic pen-shaped limb for emphasis. "I think I on'ly ever told the Captain and Errant, but ye can be trusted not to go spreading stories and discomfort among the crew, right?"