She rolled her eyes, pulling her black hair into a ponytail, her bronze eyes flickering over to him as she leaned back on the couch. "This is really unproductive," she said flatly, folding her arms across her chest.
A smile crossed her lips and she stood up, stretching with a small groan before looking down at him amusedly. "Going to check out the missions?" she asked, not unkindly as she reached out to help him up.
She let go when he stood, giving him a sunny grin. "Are you going to wear the prosthetic?" she asked, heading to the fridge and setting out two glasses, pouring them both some orange juice. "I know you slept in it."
She nodded, offering him the orange juice. "Good. Are you okay to leave the apartment without it? I can put it in my bag."
She took the prosthetic gently and moved to put it in her purse before hesitating. “Should I wrap it in something? I don’t want it to get hurt...”
She took a coat from the coat hook and gingerly wrapped the prosthetic before slipping it in the bag. "Alright. Let's go."
