Forge would not have minded her questions, his limbs were something for him to be proud of. Not that he liked telling the story of how he lost them to start with, that was not a fun memory. Once one had built their own limbs from scratch, explaining how one came to the ideas, how one perfected them, the extra features added in was something fun. However, most were just as politically correct as Abigail, so he rarely had the opportunity.
"Most hated by most," he returned with a small shrug, not seeming terribly bothered by the idea. "Much loved by others. After all, they do help control the population, make Revolve a more comfortable, safer place for people like you." He took a slow drink from his glass, letting the flavors linger on his tongue before his dark eyes turned pointedly to her face.
"We want as few incidences like we had with Blue and Yellow as possible." His eyes moved over her again before he spoke, something in his features warming the smallest bit. "I assume you were caught up in that mess?" His head canted slightly to one side as he awaited her reaction. She was wealthy, she seemed intelligent, it was the simplest answer. She seemed to smart to put up with an abusive boyfriend and muggings here were not entirely common.