They were very excited to make it for me. I think they liked the challenge of crafting something for an organic.

[Considering the androids had some memories of being people. It probably felt like a window into the past. He turns his arm over, palm up so she can continue to examine it.

Elizabeth's mostly unflappable attitude sometimes surprises him. Mostly like Waver's demeanor...it's a comfort. He doesn't want to make a big deal of his changes. For them, it isn't. He smiles, and taps where his shoulder is now as metal as the rest of his arm.]

Prosthetics of this complexity aren't possible on Earth. Not yet. Not in my reality, anyway.