[Oh, limbs. So they really are gonna be buds! Junkrat isn't shy or subtle about staring at the man's eyes, whistling a low note as though he might be--impressed?? Is this old fuck blind? Don't look it. Not with the way he'd been eyein' him just a moment before--]

Eh? Guess m'just used to people harvestin' bits for scrap. Don't know what you were workin' with, but these? [He lifts his mangled arm and leg simultaneously, propping his good hand on the sand for balance.] Had some fantastic parts to 'em. Worth stealin', if I do say so myself!

Why they didn't just pop us in the head and be done with it though.... [His grin is too wide.] Maybe it wasn't junkers after all.