She hesitated, taking a deep breath before her fingers made contact with his. It was interesting to note the difference between metal and skin, between the soft pads of her fingers and the rubber ones of his. Alabaster's were probably more efficient, but Saga had to wonder if they could register sensations. Sure, not suffering burns or cuts or slamming your finger in a car door would be nice, but sometimes, that was just how you learned.

"Hephaestus would probably love to meet you," she murmured, now engrossed in trailing her fingers along the joints that comprised the arm. "And it all fits together..."