Well. There's the practical answer, which is that I hardly have a choice now, regardless of my comfort level.

[She ties her hair off, nodding in satisfaction. It's more comfortable this way, truthfully, but there's a practical aspect as well. Rosalind has always fought to toe the line: to fit in, and yet to be herself despite that. To dress fashionably enough that she drew no criticism, and yet practically enough to work in a lab. Applying cosmetics and wearing her hair in the latest fashions, and yes, there was an aspect of vanity to it, but it was also very much a method of blending in.

No woman Rosalind has seen has worn her hair in that Edwardian updo. Instead, they tend to wear their hair down low, loose or in easy braids. And now so is she, and so she blends in just a little more.

She likes standing out. But only when she wants to, for the things she wants to stand out for.]

And the more intimate one, which is what I assume you're insinuating . . . I can't say as I'm happy about the price. But I can handle a few casual fucks, yes. Not ideal, but not something I can't handle.

Besides.

[She smiles. It isn't a very nice smile, but that isn't because of Bull.]

I do so love getting my hands on new technology.