[ Oh. ]

Oh.

[ Hana wasn't the type to easily embarrass, but at that moment, she felt a little sheepish for not paying closer attention. Her lips drew into a thin line as she regarded the hand another time, not with any sort of scrutiny or scorn in her gaze but just honest curiosity; prosthetic limbs weren't so uncommon where she came from, what with technology advancing in the midst of a war that always took and took from people. In a moment she looked back up at him, this time with a smile on her face again. ]

Well, Shiro, I'd shake your hand, but mine are full!

[ She offered a chuckle— a genuine one— before she had to move to his side to avoid a few people coming through at full steam. She made sure everything on her plates were still in tact before she continued, ]

D.Va or Hana, either one's fine by me. I guess I'm not really "D.Va" here, though.