"How am I supposed to walk," it said finally, "On a blanket?"
The physics just made no sense, no sense at all.
"I barely have ankle joints any more. I'll have to fly everywhere, which is goof for distances over a mile but I'm really not that graceful for precision hovering in the atmosphere."
More silence. Then, the robot mumbled. "Not wonder batman did all the thinking."
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"Look, kid, I can't do this for Grayson because he's got some sort of genetic quirk that means he's got no chakra, but I can actually heal you, or at least stop the bleeding, burn out any infection, and numb it up," Kisame said, patiently. Then he added on, in utter honesty. "I didn't do it before because you were being an ass but your days just gotten bad enough I'm feeling sorry for you."