"Huh," she said, with interest, tucking her hair back. "Your arm must be a conductor of electricity somehow, then."
She squinted at the prosthetic, tilting her head thoughtfully. "I could try to make something for you."
"Something that could work with your prosthetic to generate a current from the rest of your body," she said thoughtfully, stepping forward and extending a hand hesitantly. "Could I see?"
She took it with gentle fingers, her black hair falling in front of her face as she leaned down to inspect it.
She glanced up at him. "I wouldn't do that to you," she said, pushing her hair back. "Don't worry. I'm sure I can figure it out."