[Har har. Hilarious, really.]

Sometimes stretching your legs gets 'em bitten off. Or cut off. There's a general amputation theme.

[He doesn't need to ask, really. "Rumors" are practically his currency, or his...secondary currency. Whichever. It doesn't really matter. He knows the thicket of rumors surrounding him is denser than anything, and there's no getting around it. It's just one of the perks of being him.]

What, a guy can't get meds by owl without people asking a few questions?