Ah, but what's a tool, if not a weapon?

[ He says this as his eyes trail down the flex of metal on his arm— but the moment of seriousness disappears almost immediately, Silver grinning. ]

Well let's talk shop!

[ He turns, giving the man his full attention, both hands on his broad hips. ]

What say ye t' a one-t'-one trade? Recipe fer a recipe. An' I'll even throw in a pack o' ingredients with 'em, special deal, just for another cyborg, eh?