There's a short delay before he responds, turning over to look at Sybil through the class. His intact arm has the length of a tentacle wrapped around it, his hand clutching the base where it appears between the rest of his tentacles. It's not like the others--it's a solid gold, like the details on his body, and doesn't have any suckers on it.

After a few moments, he realizes the context of the situation, and urgently hides his arm behind him. Ugh, damn it, this was...something something, privacy...wow, these pain meds are god-tier.