Syd nodded to Emma. 'Unfortunatly yes. I got this from my burned bridge.' He said indicating his arm. 'However...' he said stamping his feet up and down, '...these still work at least.'
'It's amazing what trouble your brother can get you into.' He leaned back into his seat again, his eyes with that far away look again.
'Dear, dear brother.' He smiled a little, it was a cold empty smile.