[He knows it's not the right stance to take. He and Fern had a good, long talk about refusing to deal with a lost limb. He knows he needs to find a healthier way of handling this. But right now he can't face the dark, open chasm of hurt he has to cross in order to deal with it. So repression it is.

He squints at the schematics. ]

Well, I think it would be a good idea to go for the drawers first. Make all the requisite pieces together, legs can always come last.