"You'd be suprised what you can do with a bit of metal, plastic or bone if you have the right know how. Innmates have been using stuff like spoons, toothbrushes, bones from meals and whatever they can get their hands on for weapons for as long as anyone can remember. Just takes a bit of imagination and paitence is all."
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"Ahhh, I understand now... These suits conduct electricity really well, which makes stuff like a sabre not really safe to use at all. Just don't ask how much physical force they can take, you're better off not knowing."
Bishop glances over his shoulder at the others and then takes off his helmet, leans closer to Feyri and looks at her intently.
"Listen. It's all in your mind. You can't really feel anything missing, it's just you knowing that bits of you have been replaced that's causing the feeling. You'll get used to it, don't worry."
He sits back straight and sighs, rubbing his eyes for a few seconds.
"To be honest with you, I think you're lucky. With you its all mental, with me it's another thing entirely. I mean, you get used to the feeling of something as basic as pain, so much so that you anticipate it before it hits and even welcome it at times because it means you're still alive. But when it's gone, you start to realise that you sort of... miss it, I guess? It's an interesting feeling, reacting to pain that never comes, I mean I still flinch when expecting injury, even though I know I won't feel anything." He scratches behind his ear and then leans in with his head turned to the side, pointing at a faint line of skin running down the side of his head. "Take this for example. You might need to look hard to see it, but it's the only reminder of my previous bout of therapy. I literally had my skin peeled off and all my blood replaced in my entire body while concious and under a paralysing agent to stop me moving, it was supposed to be a painkiller I think but it didn't work, and I went through the kind of pain you have trouble imagining for I don't know how long.
Then when the therapy was done I realised couldn't feel any pain at all, no painkillers used, just the therapy and enough glue to keep my skin in place. I was moving around and everything and feeling perfectly fine, no shit. It's only now that I realise I may have given up a part of what made me human in exchange for trying to stay alive... I'm not sure what to think about that..."