Mordecai grunted softly, albeit in a semi-friendly way as well. He would admit that he enjoyed being around others of similar interests, regardless of most of what the rest of their personality may have been. Arya had actually begun to remind him of his partner when he'd first developed his hand and first arm, although she wasn't quite as quirky as the one he was with right now. "Well, if you were to have helped me with it, you would have had to have been on Luna nine years ago. Or, at least my first project," and at that he gave his large arm a shrug.<br/><br/>"Originally," Mordecai stated, "the design was to be a new grade of armor that was personally fit to each wearer. The plating is fashioned of carbon nanotubes that are worked into a solid material rather than being the thread-like splinters when they are first made. You end up with something like rock that's harder than a diamond, and it doesn't have the many flaws and cracks that one finds in the gemstone."<br/><br/>He sighed. "But, as you can see, I had to replace my arm, and my partner and I had little time to work on it more intricately, as you see I've been doing here. And so, we simply worked on a larger scale, so as to make everything easier to attach and wire."<br/><br/>He looked at Arya again. Her fascination with his projects made him feel proud of himself in that he hadn't simply driven someone off with how complex it was, and he honestly liked the feeling. He usually felt little appreciation for certain emotions, but such was not the case at the time. A hint of reluctance in his voice, Mordecai said, "You... are more than welcome to observe as I work on it if you like," sounding almost shy, as though he was having difficulty finding the words.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>