It sounds like bad luck on both counts. [His hands settle in his pockets as he focuses on the view. He's in no rush to ask about the arm - it's mostly something to take note of for future reference.]

Luceti apparently could never have its fair share of me, either. But unlike me a year ago, at least you have the privilege of remembering your previous stay, or so it seems. It would be a waste to lose all of those months of intelligence.