[ The British can only repress things for so long... They're going to crack one of these days and become like Alfendi, but Jake doesn't need your help. He can get onto the trolley by himself. It's decently crowded too, considering the holidays, so he'll just stand, he doesn't need to sit down. His crutches have those little rubber things on the end so he won't slip and fall. ]

For arms, maybe. You can't get away with the same for legs, at least not for my line of work. It'd need to be good enough that I can run with it.

[ Jake is just going to flip through prosthetic catalogues for this Christmas, hohoho... ]