"Forrest Bondurant." He definitely looks just a little unsettled at the disconnection between arm and hand, but it's just a moment of hesitation and a flicker of unease across his face. He does shake hands, though, his own grip firm and knuckles scarred. This is a man who leads a rough life, and when the collar of his shirt moves just right there's a massive scar that shows across his throat. Maybe they almost have something in common.

"Sometimes givin' up th'small things can be worth it." He adds, as if hoping to add some kind of gruff reassurance.