He's used to stares. The arm is somewhat covered, at least, he is in a t-shirt and the one metal hand has a motorcycle glove on, but that doesn't do much to disguise the rest. It has been too hot for long sleeves, lately. What he is not used to is an apparent robot cat, which he is watching a little cautiously.

But Bartholomew appears content to just watch him, so the soldier is going to continue eating his sandwich. Damn if he's gonna let a robot cat steal this deliciousness.