"Yeah," says Luhan. "My Gift is immortality. Well, and a few extras."

"Heh," says Howlett. "How's your skeleton?"

"...Nothing special, why?"

"Mine's been... improved," says Howlett. "Back in the twentieth century. And I've got these." He makes a fist with his right hand, and three long metal claws erupt from between his knuckles, clicking audibly into place. He displays them to Luhan and Lycaelon, demonstrates that his wrist still bends, and then retracts them to a presumable housing in his forearm.

"I don't have those," says Luhan.