She lifted her arm, inspecting the hand, the wrist, the paler skin on the inner forearm. She turned her eyes to him, shifting her focus. "And I am pleasing to you?" she asked her lord, lowering her arm again. It was going to take time to make the movements more natural. She needed to get used to each command, and she needed to watch more humans. She already knew, even born moments ago, that he had programmed her to learn from humans and act like one of them.
"Humans have names given to them at birth by their parents," she said. "Do I have a name from you?"