All of those being legitimate reasons for concern, and things they could talk about. Except that Disciple was now no longer the only damaged soul in their matespritship. They were more kindred in that particular spirit now more so then when she first came back. Unfortunately, it also made it harder for them to open up in the first place.

"That is nice, he makes really good prosthetics." She says, idly twirling a tip of one of her claws in her tea. "Are they... working okay?"