"I feel all the sensations that you do, at least physically," she said, "my body is only superficially like yours in many places. My limbs are entirely mechanical, though their covering does report the sensations of 'skin.' My body is not only a tool for my brain, but it's protection as well. My strength is, well, probably what humans would consider industrial-grade, while my durability is likewise, in places. In answering how alike I am to an organic humanoid, you must understand that my body is designed to emulate that particular form. I have synthetic organs, skin, muscles. Aside from my limbs and my skeleton, my body is a synthetic recreation of a human body. I can breathe, eat, drink, et cetera. This aspect of my design is not even particularly unique, though I am one of the few who imitates a humanoid with synthetic flesh."<br/><br/>She paused, turning to press the button which opened the door to the observation gallery. It was empty. She'd chosen one that would have the optimal view, and which wouldn't likely be occupied.<br/><br/>"There is a bar here for entertaining..." she said, pointing it out, "if you'd like something."<br/><br/>She presumed that them having drinks would not violate any inboard protocol.<br/><br/>"In regard to pain," she said, "pain is not something for which the body has receptors. Instead it is a brain function, and my brain does not possess a natural instinct for avoiding injury, because injury is something that may not be something that concerns me, depending on my body. However, I can tell the difference between feeling a sensation like hot or cold and feeling what you'd call burning or freezing. I can, however, feel pleasure, as I do have all the feelings that make some things preferential to others, and certain sensations are naturally more interesting than others."