Her eyes widened a bit at the old as hell nickname, surprised beyond belief that she had actually managed to remember something like that and really it was so strangely fitting that he remembered that right now of all things, she couldn’t help the rather fond smile while she shook her head a bit. “…jerk.” And from the rather fond way she said it, she hoped it worked as enough of a hint that she didn’t meant it as an insult per se, it had just been part of their usual banter.

The contact of the metal fingers felt different, not exactly in a bad way, but it was something she was going to need to get used to if it was going to happen again, which she wasn’t sure if it was going to happen or not. “…I guess I am trying the best I can give the circumstances.” It wasn’t as much as she wanted, but it was better than nothing and they weren’t treating him as a weapon or using whatever means necessary to try to get information. “I am not exactly sure; there are a lot of things I am sorry for.”

She silently allowed him to tilt her head in his direction and she just bit her lower lip, trying to think of what to say or more like deciding if she should dare to ask him or not. “Your wants matter here but what are you going to do: follow your orders or what you want?” There was another unspoken question here. “You know you can’t have both.”