So he should allow this city to eat him alive, for the sake of "getting shit done".

[Honestly, with the way the Belmont is acting, he almost doesn't deserve the courtesy of the prototype walking cast she's got with her, but, well. She was raised not to let her own opinions get in the way of people in need of help (however they might color her own demeanor when engaging with them), and it'd be a waste of the apparatus if she didn't try to fit him with it anyway, so.]

This will feel a little strange. There are screws in it that need to be tightened, so you might hear the noise of those, but the only thing you should feel is a little pressure around the ankle. Lift up just slightly; an inch or two.

[But anyway.]

He sacrifices so much already. He should not have to give even more.