[archer huffs, swatting back at ray for an immature moment, then reaches out to take the prosthetic again, turning it over to check the straps, apparently.]

Do you need help with securing it? [he asks, tone surprisingly earnest.] It's not fine, idiot. You already had them. Seriously, do you remember them being taken?

[he hadn't realised ray had problems with his legs now, too, assuming only the hand which... you know, that's just a fire axe. how the hell do you get leg bones out without killing the person, though? troubling!]

Maybe they just need... I don't know. Tuning up. Whatever Krieger does to them. [a beat:] You should care more about these people getting valuable tech like that.

[right, because it's about the tech and not ray's wellbeing. archer doesn't look like he convinces himself very well when he says that-- asshole he may be, but he's not so bad that none of this doesn't sit extremely poorly with him.]