[Thane has, of course, observed the man's cybernetic prosthetics. He wonders if Jensen is still adjusting to them, given the obvious care in his handshake, but isn't going to ask.

Once the handshake is finished, he tucks his own hands behind his back, as he normally does, gripping his right wrist with his left hand and relaxing his shoulders. He nods at Jensen's explanation.]

Understandable. Unpleasant memories do have a way of preoccupying the mind to the exclusion of the here and now.

[Oh boy do they preoccupy.]

Perhaps a change in scenery is in order?

[Wanna hang out with Thane, instead?]