"Hey, sweetpea! Get the screwdriver!" You nearly shrieked in place to just see Boothill walk up to you missing an arm.

"What?" Boothill gave a headtilt, "Look, my arm jammed okay?" he rolled his eyes, "Now stop gawkin' and help me get it off the cabinet handle." Boothill pointed over to the cabinet and lo and behold, said arm was indeed just gripping on the cabinet.

Boothill's arms and legs had the tendency to jam and malfunction. This was a normal occurence for Boothill but not to you.