"If it is I haven't heard of it. And no, it wouldn't be legally impressive, but if I take you to see a professor with my finger off and you make me a new one they will be somewhat more likely to vouch for you than if it's just, 'oh, Ms. Major found a new weird thing.'"

"I'm not actually sure I want to remove your extremities in front of witnesses."

"I was thinking we take it off ahead of time, go up to a professor, let them freak out a little, and then replace it."

"Doing anything along the lines of 'stopping the bleeding' will tend to make it harder for me to attach a new finger that doesn't have a layer of blood clot in the middle of it, it's really pretty inconvenient, I'd rather just talk to the NIH, I was speculating idly about how to get people to believe that I have awesome cures and treatments to share if I can't get a hearing in some more civilized way what with lacking a legal existence. By the way, after we eat I want to borrow your internet again, look for my parents, see if I can pretend to be my twelve-year-old self to people who aren't paying attention or something."

"Oh, you didn't do that last night? Sure. Also, it's not like I'm not used to periodically losing blood, I'm sleeping with a vampire. My thought would be that once it's been established that you can replace bits, a professor would be better than me at getting you in contact with the NIH and/or amputees."

"You haven't seen me replace bits. I could show a professor other things I can make and they might be as convinced as you."

"True enough. I'm not particularly attached to the idea of losing a finger, just trying to be helpful. So, finish breakfast, internet, see if Professor Marsh is available?"

Cam doesn't object.

Professor Marsh will be peering into a microscope and muttering to himself and scribbling notes for a good half-hour, but if Cam and Daphne are willing to wait that long he looks up and sees them at the end of that period.

Cam entertains himself with his computer during the interim. "Hello!" he says, when they have professorial attention.

"The limbs for amputees doesn't scale I only mentioned it because it was flashy I'd have to do it personally every time the real winners in my arsenal are the vaccines and fancy medical scanners and drugs," says Cam in a long sigh.

"Sure. Do you need some matter?"

Professor Marsh names a complicated-sounding Science Gadget.

"I can make it with that model name alone but I can make a better guess about where a reasonable place to put it might be if you give me its approximate dimensions. Or point at an appropriate flat surface."

Professor Marsh points at a convenient lab bench.

And there is a gadget.

Heh heh.

"Although I can do that too! In my world daeva have been a known thing since 2005 and having demons - more importantly, angels - accessible may have slowed our medical progress a bit; some things you have now are still useful even from my perspective."