His smile falls to something quieter, neutral. "Surgery. The shard was spreading, so they amputated the limb to save their life. It worked, by the way," he adds with a nod in Felicity's direction. "They're still kickin'. Out there living life on their terms."

So he hopes, anyway. It's certainly how Wysteria had left.

"So," is punctuated with a sigh, as they come to a stop at the docks and Jayce sets down his pack to give his shoulder a break, "if you're not interested in joining Riftwatch for the foreseeable future, then you might have to make some tough decisions."