No damage

The scanner did its work, moving over his limbs, projecting a sensor
image on the display screen. Jensen’s augmentations were all in working
order, showing the same outer wear and tear they’d had before he embarked
on his mission to the Arctic but no more than that. Strangely, he found
himself almost willing the scanner to find something amiss, almost as if that
would confirm his unrest.

- Deus Ex: Black Light, Chapter 5 pg. 82

He looked down again at his hands, his arms. Both of them were identical, carbon-black synthetic
constructs that terminated at his shoulder joints. Once they had been smooth
and polished, but now they were scarred and pitted with surface damage.
He tried to remember the time before he’d had them, but for now there was
a blank space where any memory of meat and bone might have once existed.

- Deus Ex: Black Light, Chapter 1 pgs. 8-9