Syrlya's expression remains firm as he draws the sword back out of the bed with a jerk. He spares Ignatius a look and a single nod, to show that he understands before he circles around to his legs. It'll be the same method for the rest of the limbs, since it seems to be working.

He hasn't heard any warning from Zangetsu, so they must be in the clear... but it's always a gamble for how much longer. He spares the occasional glance to Ignatius' arm to see how quickly he's regenerating.

"Rita, do you still have Lambert's glove?"