Nerve damage had wrecked havoc on some of Alley's own senses, particularly that of touch on her one remaining hand. There were more reasons for that soft leather glove covering it than to hide how deformed it had become. The shape still wasn't quite right, even so.

"You... accidentally exploded a little bit," Alley repeated slowly, and snorted, wryly amused. "Sounds like you were busy."

Still not particularly judgemental, here.