[He goes to get his little headlamp since he figures he might need it, as well as a general tool kit for the more robotic parts. He wanted to take off an access panel to see how the flesh and machine were meshing, but he's unsure if it's not healed enough for that. Still, he dons the headlap and glances at her with a frown.]

Yeah! I know you were gonna do it! I just thought you might, y'know! Get me to do it for you? At least you know I won't butcher you.

[he's getting a little worked up about this, and goes over with a frown, switching the light on, and sliding a hand across her shoulder the check the healed up join of where metal and skin overlapped. This one looked a lot older. She'd had it for a while, and didn't even brag about it to him. Godfucking damnit.

He's almost angry when the actual surgical scarring doesn't look as hideous as he was expecting it to.]

You coulda died if this was done wrong!