"Oh with the prostheses? I -- uh -- yes. I have the substructure articulated. I'm working on the musculature and some of the exterior today."

She hasn't moved away from him, hasn't pulled her hand back. "I was thinking, perhaps you could, erm, model? For me? Your arm, I mean. Not..." She's grinning now, and there's a flush of color in her cheeks.

Still not moving away.