"I'll tone it down for you, but it's still relevant," replies Artair. "I lost my arm when it was bitten off by a giant mightyena on this island who seems to have hated me ever since the day it first tried to eat me - which, co-incidentally, was the day I became friends with Renata. I decided I'd go off for a wander by myself, without anyone watching over me for once. Don't get me wrong, it was nice and all, but when you lose something like this, and go through the pain and agony of it being ripped off, and run for a mile with a giant creature bearing down on you with your own blood on its muzzle... No. Going alone is suicide, and one of the most terrifying things I ever tried."