[ Oh, he's definitely putting on an exaggerated act to give the impression all is fine and dandy - but, to be fair, he's been doing that since long before he met her, and it has nothing at all to do with recent revelations of her origins. ]
What? No.
[ He's practiced his scandalized tone quite a bit. It's very good.
But the sight of her arm like that is rather sobering - plastics are still a new and strange concept to him (as most synthetic things are, to someone more accustomed to leathers and furs and stone and iron). He almost reaches out to touch that eerily smooth hand, but that feels like a rather presumptuous move. Not that his follow up question is much better. ]
If you're not flesh and blood, then what are you? If I'm allowed to ask.
no subject
What? No.
[ He's practiced his scandalized tone quite a bit. It's very good.
But the sight of her arm like that is rather sobering - plastics are still a new and strange concept to him (as most synthetic things are, to someone more accustomed to leathers and furs and stone and iron). He almost reaches out to touch that eerily smooth hand, but that feels like a rather presumptuous move. Not that his follow up question is much better. ]
If you're not flesh and blood, then what are you? If I'm allowed to ask.