"Oh, right," Terri said, somewhat arkwardly. She'd never even thought about how hard it must be if her mien was broken in any way, her ear tufts, bushy tail or blackbird feathers on display to the world. In truth, she probably wouldn't be the person she was, always willing to throw herself into any situation without a care. She placed a hand on the Metalflesh's arm. "I'm sorry, Rook. I didn't mean to pry. It must be difficult."