Fern takes that as a sign to grab a chair, drag it over, and sit. Since he isn't doing much aside from wandering he might as well, maybe he can find out what's with the arm, if it's a cool weapon or something.

"Nah," he replies, though after a split second he furrows his brow. "Wait - am I?"

He considers this a moment, then shrugs. "I dunno, I used to be two swords. A cursed one and a human that got turned into one. I don't think that counts."