WhiteDwarf: commence healing.

WhiteDwarf: Hold still.
Neutron:
Neutron:
Neutron:
WhiteDwarf: Are you... still breathing?
Neutron: Huh?
Neutron: Oh, yeah.
WhiteDwarf: I had not expected you to remain that still.
RedDwarf: Why do you have that spider?!
WhiteDwarf: I have decided that it represents and embodies the demonic curse contained within my right arm.
RedDwarf: Don't say those words to anyone
RedDwarf: Who you aren't about to kill after they hear it.
WhiteDwarf: Hmmhmhm. Hardly a reputation-building approach, but telling people details about me because they're already about to die has always been the proper approach.
RedDwarf: No, this is about me havin' a reputation to uphold. For us, I mean.
RedDwarf: Also that thing is huge.
WhiteDwarf: It belonged to HeadOfSecurity.
RedDwarf: Oh, really? Gotta take that, I guess.

Neutron: "You stole your arm from the HeadOfSecurity?"