"Nye is an amazing healer. I often times thought about having him have a got at me but I think its a bit late for that now. They've become a part of me." He raised a hand up out of the water eyeing the back of it. The marks there were less noticeable but still quite obvious. He needed them to be there, they were a physical reminder of all he'd given for his cause and a reminder of why he needed to see it through.
He warmly smiled at his old friend. "I will make sure to do that, though I think I'd much rather go out in a blaze of glory. The whole hanging thing is very trite."