“Right. Go find the treasure. Take anything not nailed down. Anything that we can sell.” Hans had several odd looks sent his way. “What? Regrowing an arm is stupid expensive—it takes months to get the hand bones correct. He is going to need a lot of money as a down payment. We can do it though. He will be fine, I promise.” Hans patted Tom on his unmoving back. “Welcome to the in-debt group. You’re late to the party!”
