[ She doesn't like accepting help, which is funny since she's certainly offered enough of it already. Or, more like, she's helped regardless of being asked. It's simpler to just do something and then leave before anyone can be grateful, which she also hates.

Sevika gives him a look that continues to be an annoyed one, but there's resignation written across her face at this point. These people... ]

Fine. I need to strip all the connections out from within the forearm. I'm getting them reforged since you and Talis have the whole not taking no as an answer in common.

[ But first?

She turns the arm over on the table and presses down on some extra part hidden in the hand. There's a snck sound, and a sword unfurls. With it extended, it's easier to pop the mod off manually, which she does. That done, she holds it up and does something with it again, a flick of her wrist, and it collapses back into its hidden state. ]

...so you don't lose your eye.