(Der Trihs' jar bubbling)
Hi, guys. I came by to apologize. I feel pretty bad about your accident.
It wasn't your fault. You didn't know your arm was explosive.
It packed quite a punch, let me tell you.
Not the puns again.
I also wanted to thank you. The Doctor gave me your old cybernetics as replacements for my arms. He said you wouldn't need them for a while.
Don't say it.
The puns are not cheering me up, you flying maraca.