“Well, to say the least it’s definitely a…different experience.” I say to her after she finishes her inquiry. “It took a lot of adjusting since my senses are more enhanced, as well as how my body sometimes reacts faster than how I’d process things.”

“As for strength, I am certainly stronger than what I was.” I continue, crossing my arms. “I wasn’t a very fit girl when I had a normal body, but now that I’m a cyborg…I can do stuff that I’d thought would be impossible.” I extend one of my hands, the fingers flexing. “To give a brief idea, I’ve accidentally bent metal bars by holding them harder than I intended.”

The cables attached to the back of my head sway slightly behind me, the tip of their blades pointing at the ground. “As for limitations, there’s…a few of them here and there.” My smile grows a bit sheepish. “My weight is something I think could be one such thing, however I’d also classify it as a strength too.” I tap my foot, the metal claws creating distinct clinking sounds on the tile floor. “If I remember correctly, I weigh around four-hundred-and-fifty pounds. Which is…quite a lot for someone of my size.” I chuckle awkwardly. “I have to be careful when it comes to walking on things like glass. ‘Cus I might end up breaking it by putting too much force in my steps, ya’know?”

I shrug my shoulders, which the cables behind me follow suit in their own sort of way. “Course my body doesn’t run on food or water like how yours does, not anymore at least. I need injections of pure electrolytes everyday, since that’s the main thing that powers my body.” Imagining the needles makes me grimace slightly, however it’s more of an uneasiness since I don’t actually feel pain from it. “I also need a sort of nutrient cocktail injection too, since my brain still needs to work after all.” Course there’s also a syringe that extracts the ‘waste’ that’s created by my brain, since otherwise it’d just keep building up. Regardless I decide not to mention this, for various reasons more than anything.