"Unfortunately that will be more difficult than usual." Crane doesn't react to the armoured figure's appearance, save that he apparently got to keep his clothing, while apart from the bits of his old mask that Crane rebuilt his face with, he most certainly did not.

He manages to stretch out his left leg. There are signs of old damage all across his body, but there appear to be old evidence that something large and with sharp teeth took a bite out of the limb. "An old injury that never healed properly, but without supplies for a splint or brace, I'm afraid I won't be going anywhere very quickly anytime soon."

He regards Vader for a long moment. "I don't suppose you'd be willing to assist." He mutters dryly, his voice quiet and seemingly totally unbothered by the situation they find themselves in.