Whoa, whoa, whoa, buddy! Let's really think about this, okay? I mean, you need that hand right? And...foot? Right?

[ He knew that determined look and by now he knew that there had to be a reason this guy hadn't said anything. A desperate pull away from the wall with no success, Marco glancing toward the pile of stuff off to the side. ]

You can't summon a spatula or something?! Just the...axe...thing?

[ Was it an axe? A stabby axe? Maybe if he tried hard enough he could reach something useful from that pile, perhaps with his own foot? ]