He takes the bad with his right hand, leaving the right free to defend or counter-attack Alex should it become necessary. The metal arm is his best weapon especially against the cyborg in whose company he's found himself.

The Soldier nods as his fingers close on the straps, claiming all the materials as his to decide to use or discard. Food and water is a priority to keep him operating in optimum condition for the duration of the arena. His companion he is not so sure of.

"What do you require to keep functioning?"