He's mesmerized by the fact he apparently had an ecosystem growing in there. Which is a lot more important than what she's doing, it hurt when she cut it open, but it doesn't hurt now that the cutting part is done. Huh. Weird.

"Grew in my arm. Maybe had a seed forced through skin and didn't notice? But would notice. Not sure how this happened." Unless when he died some of his sand got mixed up with whatever else was at the bottom of the ocean. He should be lucky fish aren't hatching in side him and immediately dying.

The stitches hurt again, needle going in and out with wicked precision. He winces, but doesn't pull away.

"Okay. Trust."