[ The man's vocal observation is pointedly avoided. The question, however: ]

For the most part. [ He opens his fist and turns it palm-up to show off the pressure sensors. ] Here, I can feel it. [ He then twists his arm to show off the black and grey that leads from his wrist to his armpit before disappearing underneath the white leather. ] These stay active too.

...But when I do this-- [ He moves the other man's hand away from his arm and pulls it back. In that swift movement, the white lined along his forearm and triceps pulls up and away. Where his radial and ulna bones should be, there's a metal rod that extends with a brilliant blue light coming off of the scythe-like end. Barely visible over his shoulder is one of the three pieces that raise for the blade's vent. ] ... It severs the connection.