Well, you do have a nice butt. Maybe just ask them to focus on the metal? I don't think it'll be the same here as it was at home for you. [She's sure the scarring wouldn't have been as bad if someone with better training and supplies had looked it over at the time. Her hand slowly drifts from the cage down his side, skimming over the textured skin.]

Your body really pushes bullets out? [Only so surprised. After all, she knows he isn't human. Of course how does the body know when to get rid of bullets and keep wound cages? Interesting.]