KIRA: Ron, look! A severed hand clutching a lightsaber!
RON: Is that a human hand or an android hand?
KIRA: [squints] It's unclear at this point!
RON: Sure is strange that we're unable to distinguish a human hand from a robotic one from a distance of less than a few inches!
KIRA: That's probably a sign that we're frighteningly stupid individuals!
RON: This planet's school system failed us!
KIRA: Try biting it! It could be a hand-shaped sandwich. A handwich!
RON: I already did! It tasted like space!
KIRA: So wait: What if this is a real hand AND the owner already had a mechanical hand SO he got another robo-hand SO now he has two mechanical hands AND he can spin them around really fast AND fly like a helicopter?
RON: Yeah, I bet he got surgery to replace his biological hand and the doctor was all like "Time to toss this bloody hand out the starship window, because space is just one big garbage dump."
KIRA: My teacher said half the universe is ancient urine!
RON: I bet that's why he threw out his lightsaber. Who needs light when you got fists?
KIRA: Let's cut off our hands and choke people!
[Thirsty for adventure and intoxicated on cerulean space yogurt, they do.]