"Does that happen often on missions for the ship, then?" John asked, still working on the man's hands. "Changing species? Should I prepare to find ways to open my medical kit should I lose possession of my thumbs?"

He wasn't certain what 'stone sleep' was, but he'd only skimmed Goliath's file. He'd mentioned it so casually that it must have been something natural for his species rather than an unusual talent. He nodded toward the scar around the transformed wrist. "Is stone sleep how you got your hand back on then? Seems useful, wish humans had something like that."