Ekaj stepped inside quickly. The old man behind the desk was listening to the radio. There was a good song on named "Passion" by the young rising star Utada Hikaru. Setting this aside for the time being Ekaj walked up and asked the man, "Excuse me sir would you happen to have finished my arm." The old looked up and nodded. "Ah yes, come to the back room and I'll install it for you." Ekaj nodded and followed. As they walked into the room Ekaj saw a nice shiny new arm on a table next to th surgery chair. "Alright sit down and I'll see if the connections are all stable." Ekaj sat in the chair and let the old man hook up some wires to the connectors on the electrical socket. Ekaj could feel his fingers moving again, he could move his arm again. It was very strange to an arm moving to his brain's signals on the table. The old man nodded. "Alright connections are stable. Time to fully attach it." Ekaj looked at him puzzled, "Wait what? You can't just insert it easily." Without a word the man shoved the arm into the socket. Searing pain ran through Ekaj's nerves and mind but he did not cry out this time. After the pain receded Ekaj felt he could move his arm normally again. It was as strong as his other he tested it out, lifting his sword off the stand in the corner. "It works very well. How much do we owe you?" Ekaj asked worried. The man saw the look on Ekaj's face, "You owe me nothing, There is the first time customer special and the returning customer deal," He nodded at Hanske, "so the total comes to 0 dollars." Ekaj bowed in respect, "Thank you, sir." They walked out into the steet. Ekaj waited for the others to say something.