[And old man by the age of 34, poor Viktor. As if the sweater vests weren't a dead give-away. But being across a table from him does make his...health conditions, a bit more obvious. The cane for one. The fact his profile talks about terminal illness is another curiosity. She's going to let her nosy self go wild with this one.]

You could say I repurposed a pre-existing material and turned it into a working arm that I can control remotely if need be. Perks of piloting rune-tech. Usually. When it's working.

[As she's been without her arm for a few days now because it work fucking go back together like it's supposed to and she's about ready to strip it down the cursed metals and start all over.]