He glared malevolently at Jeannette, blaming her for the loss of his arm ... Could he borrow one of Robinson's arms? How about Chuck? He didn't need his arms any more. One might fit.
"Does it seem a long time ... a long time ago that you were with Zinc?" she asked, trying to feel her way.
"Let's go inside!" he replied, and shoved at his skull bandage, its awkwardness annoying him.
In the hospital corridor, peering at his sliced off shoulder, seeing himself in a hall mirror, he said:
"Only fools return to the country that does this kind of thing to them! Only the craziest of fools."
"Orv, let's not talk like that. It will get us nowhere."
As she wheeled him toward his room, he said:
"When I have gotten hold of a Woolworth arm, let's get married."
"Please don't joke," she said, afraid of his humor, afraid that she could not bear up.
He said nothing more until they were inside his room.