I am not human.
I am a cyborg.
I am mechanic.
That's all I am... right?

His eyes softened into something almost like amusement, as if such a ragged appearance was all one could expect from a renowned mechanic.

Did you know that she was cyborg?” asked a woman in an unhidden tone of disgust.
Kai stared at her, appearing confused, then let his gaze dance over the crowd. He shuffled his feet
closer to the podium, a wrinkle forming on the bridge of his nose.
Cinder bit the inside of her cheek and braced herself for adamant disgust. Who would ever invite a
cyborg to the ball?
But instead, Kai said simply, “I don’t see that her being cyborg is relevant. Next question?”
Cinder’s metal fingers jolted.

I don’t see that her being cyborg is relevant.

I am capable of choosing my battles, if that's what it takes to win the war.

I'm sure I'll feel much more grateful when I find a guy who thinks complex wiring in a girl is a turn-on.