Errant flashes Cinders the widest, dumbest grin in the history of the universe. It's the kind of face you can't help but make when you meet a fan after assuming you don't have any. It also makes Errant feel sick to her stomach the moment she realizes what she's doing. The hell is she thinking, encouraging her like that? Knowing what she's about to go through?! What about what comes after? What about--

"Miss Mayweather? It's good to meet you."

AEGIS PR training is carrying the day right now. Errant commits to her smile, now that it's too late to take it back. Her steps are smooth as she crosses the room and pulls a chair close to the bed. She projects calm in every direction as she sits down and crosses her legs. She makes a show of calling up an AR display on her comlog and scrolling through the information. Very official. Very 'Agent Errant'. Inside, her heart is pounding inside her chest. 

[i]"So I really am going to be a superhero!!"[/i]

Errant pushes a button. Cinders' bed slowly rises up until she's in a full, comfortable seated position. For the time being, she leaves the limbs deactivated. She can't help but notice that all four have been installed. That's... good, actually. Having a stray arm or leg doing what she's used to would only make things harder. The guilt that comes crawling up after that thought is crushing.

"So! I've got your file open here but it's pretty much just a medical record. None of the really important stuff." 

What surprises her more than anything is just how warm her voice sounds coming out of her mouth. She never knew she [i]had[/i] a voice like this. She's never had a sister. And it's too soon to have that thought. But if she did, and if it wasn't, is this what that would sound like? Or is it just... nostalgia, seeing her old augs looking back at her?

"Do you mind if I ask you some questions? For instance, I'd love to hear about your hobbies. What sorts of things do you like to do for fun?"