Ninke nodded at her, smiling a bit, although it still stung a bit to do so with the burn scars. "y-yes, I suppose it ehm, does suck.", she said, though she thought that may be an absolutely horrendous understatement.

As the woman explained how she lost her eye Ninke listened raptly, the story sounding rather different from her own experience in losing her limbs, and as she was offered the meat she decided it was only fair for her to explain as well. She looked firat at the angry red meat in her hands, large and greasy she gulped before digging in with as big a bite as she could without irritating her scars to much. The grease rend down her chin and stung, but the meat was odd. To her it was far spicier than she had expected, hot and juicy it may have been one of the best things she'd ever tasted on this fucking world. She smiled at the Cadian as she swallowed, grease and juices sting as it ran down her chin which she quickly wiped.

"N-no I am fine vith alcohol I just... have not had much yet heh.", she replied when the cadian woman mentioned she was not drunk yet.

"Eh-ehm I loost mine at seperate times. The arm was when I vas drawing ork fire from a concealed location und eet... well took it off below the elbow. I loost my foot in the final charge at the cathedral. I vas supposet to be in medicaid but I wanted to help... I ran into our Commissar und he died und... gave mee his peestol,", she lifted her poncho to show the Plasma pistol in its thermo holster before dropping it back down.

"Und I went to the line und... just kept shooting. A big ork uh... 'nob'? Yes, he charged me und sliced my leg up badly, and my foot... snapped ouf. After it was ovair the medics had too... amputate at the knee und a Psyker in ym regiment helped keep me alive und... now I have zees.", she gestured to her bionic limbs.

"Oh... and the scars...", she said more sadly, looking down at the ground and away from the Cadian woman, hiding the webbing of radiation and plasma burns across her face once again. she took a few more bites of the slab of meat in her hands, waiting for the womans response.