Angel looked at him and studied his body, "Fat, Cher?"  she shook her head, "Pas moyen que tu sois gros." (No way you could ever be fat.) She could slip in and out of french at times, probably because her grandmere and grandpere spoke french around their home so she and her brother had grown up with that.   "Well, you know when you are a resident, you work some hellacious hours,  sometimes up to 36 at a time, so having roommates partying just wasn't working, when I need sleep, I need sleep.  So it was easier to just cut the budget and get my own apartment, it might be small but it is home."<br/><br/>She was folding her clothes while they talked and she gave Leon one of her quirky smiles, "You know, I have never asked and if you don't want to talk about it just say, but how did you end up with a cybernetic arm?"  she recognized the tech and the metal and knew there had to be a story behind it.