Gently she placed her hand upon her own. "Of course, it's not like I have anything better to do during the day. Plus you're making me a toy, how can I resist? Perhaps you could even teach me a thing or two and we'll see if I can pick it up or not." Honestly things like this weren't challenging for her to learn at all. She didn't look it, but she was an incredible book worm when she was younger and still living with Uncle.<br/><br/>"I studied math, science, computers, all of that in my 'younger years'." She added her own air quotes. "Up until the incident I was well on my way through college, experimenting with all sorts of things. Since it was all paid for by my uncle I could take all the electives I wanted. Of course, afterwards, there was no way I could continue going without support." She shrugged. "It was fun, but I wouldn't go doing it again." She paused a moment. "Correction, I would do the dorming situation again, as I am now, but I wouldn't enjoy dealing with the academics so much. Too introverted, not enough fun in them."<br/><br/>Stretching out, one hand slowly moved down to her comm and tapped it. "I've been thinking. Not about setting myself on fire, but about getting an internal comm. I'm not sure about it yet though. I still don't like the idea of never being able to really turn it off. It'll always be there, and from recent experience I don't want someone moving my limbs for me. I wouldn't have gotten these arms either, had I been able to avoid it. Not to say they aren't making me better...I'm just afraid of losing myself."