"Eh, don't worry about it...I really don't," he said. Although, that was a slight lie. Most days when his arm was fine, he carried on normally, but on his bad days...well, he had a habit of retreating into himself and closing off for days at a time.
"Yeah, I do have quite a bit of time for nothing...although, while the idea is interesting, I don't know if visiting is a smart decision." He had his PTSD to think about and having an episode would just not go over too well.