"Really? New parts? What are you going to do, squeal like a little boy during Yule?" she asked, quizzically raising an eyebrow at what he said. Thinking about it over for a moment, scratching her ear with the pinky of her Daisy, Ylfa snickered, looking over at him. "A grown man acting like a kid over getting some gear from Big Red One himself. That's funny." When Richard mentioned the cybernetics however, she sat bolt upright with a grin. "Only if you're getting cheap shit like what The Corps will toss your way if you lose a limb and don't have the time to grow a new one! Lowest bidder and all that," Ylfa excitedly explained. "The better stuff, people won't even notice," the blond woman added, brushing the red dust out of her hair with armored hands.
"Since we're talking about stuff for maneuvering though, the augmentation that'll give you the biggest change would be just getting a full cyberbrain. Having your head be nothing but solid state processing and memory means no more blackouts from having too little blood rush up under your bucket, or getting an aneurysm because too much got in there," she went on, pointing a finger at her head for emphasis. "But then you still got other problems, like, your heart stopping from doing it too hard and fast, or too many times in a row. Or maybe you go hate going blind after battle because of the negative gees bleeding through the system and making your eyes pop all their little vessels anyways. So then you get more augmentations!" Ylfa excitedly explained to him, thumping a fist against her chestplate and pointing to her own eyes for emphasis.
Pausing for a moment, she scratched her head with a toothy grin, "Yeah, it's really easy to get carried away with augmentations, since they're pretty kickass, you know?"