Gently, her nails trailed into and along the pattern, watching her to see if there was any such reaction. It was clear Alice didn't mind the flirting, despite her cheeks still blushing significantly. Perhaps she simply didn't have much of it?<br/><br/>"This arm..." She sighed softly, her movement along her leg stopping as she looked to it. "A replacement, and not by choice. Did I mention my luck was bad? I hacked a door, but I guess something short circuited, or maybe someone was watching. It was the kind of heavy door that slides down to close, and I barely walked through it before it clipped me. Pulled me to the ground, took it clean off. The next thing I remember I was in a hospital, and something felt strange. I was saved and enslaved in the same moment. They said I had kept my shoulder, but it was better to just replace that too. Easier, they said." She shivered and gripped her leg with both hands firmly, as if to stabilize herself.<br/><br/>"Take a sip if you want, but I wouldn't be surprised if it was made in a sewer. I'm picky when it comes to wine, but this is barely more than fermented waste." She shivered again, still trying to get the previous thoughts out of her mind as she looked down. She moved her hand up to her arm, rubbing it lightly. She could still feel the pain from time to time, mostly when she thought about it. Despite having new nerves and her brain thinking the arm was still there, the phantom pain still haunted her.