Daja nodded. She had her doubts, her - she couldn't help but find Allen's description of exactly how the arm was attached unsettling - but she trusted that he knew what he was doing. After all, Allen himself was a clear example that it worked.

"Usually the type of homework I always hated was making nails," Daja said with a hint of amusement. "I'm happy to do a bit or writing. What exactly did you have in mind?"