Yes, well, that's the benefits of cataloging every single plant and creature on this forsaken island. Though, I'm not supposed to be taking samples. Don't mention it to anyone.

[Dorian flashes a smile. In truth, he wasn't really sure that would work, but Miles doesn't have to know that.]

Oh-- you're still filthy. I'm sure your cousin will clean the stains later, but still... [For now, he turns to go wet a rag in the kitchen. He's familiar enough to find things immediately, but he bides his time with wetting the rag so he can contemplate his question.] ... You have that thing on a peg. How often do you break your arm?