[ oh okay. the question surprises him in a way that makes him let out a short, breathy laugh, and david nods. ]

If you can help it, yeah. Prefer to keep my limbs attached.

[ what else? he's used to either "no rules" or "the rules of this establishment," so it's not something david's ever had to think about. ]

Nothin' I can't heal from without dying, I guess. I know it doesn't seem like it, but I try and keep that to a minimum.