"Yes." He rests a hand on the other's head, gently ruffling his hair. It's more out of nerves than anything. He doesn't have a problem with other people's prosthetics, it's just... his own is a symbol of his failure. A failure that he's not even told all of the details of to Shang Beida. Every detail just makes him feel and sound worse, and he's just... sick of it.

"I'm... sorry." For having to have him do this. For getting hurt. For needing a prosthetic in the first place.