"Then you'll just have to explain to him why you did what you did and hope he decides to hear you out, but if he doesn't then it's his loss. You're a great woman and while you're a bit difficult at times you mean well." He nodded and closed his eyes. "The woman likes her cat naps, as long as the girls aren't giving her trouble then I look forward to spending as much time with you as possible while we can."<br/><br/>Llara sighed quietly, this time the sound of gears grinding in ways they definitely shouldn't causing her to hit her chest a few times.<span style="color: blue"> "Calling this living... is a joke, but I did promise to let you poke around my insides once your man was back on his feet."</span>She pulled off her shirt and with a grunt of discomfort and a series of clicks she pulled off her damaged arm and sat it on the table, oil and blood leaking down her side and from the removed limb, an instant sign it had been damaged in some way. "What... You're a machine?"<span style="color: blue">"At this point, mostly."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>