"I did, actually. That's how the snot and saliva shards of glass were embedded in my palm and fingers," he replied with a smile of his own. That was the truth, and there was actually record of it on the network. His first post and that had happened, so maybe it was a sign to keep off and do his on set of experimenting.

It was rather bloody, but he had wrapped his hand and it had healed. He had gone on ignoring the possibility of it being a one-off occurrence until the bones fell out of his hand the other day. "I tended to the blood. I didn't lose a hand either. Isn't that lucky, right?"

Was there anything else? No, nothing he was willing to say over casual conversation.