"And you don't care about being hated?" He had to ask.
He also couldn't pass up that offer. He pulled off a glove and then reached out, fingers trailing gently over the strange arm at first. It didn't feel like skin, but it didn't feel like anything else he could place, either. A little too cold, maybe. He allowed himself to touch higher up his arm, a little more firmly now, just to see if he'd react to the touch at all, curious how sensitive he was.
"I've met cyborgs, but this is different," he said. And maybe the alcohol combined with his exhaustion had been a bad idea after all, because now he grinned a little again. "What's the rest of your body like?"
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Date: 2020-05-22 11:15 pm (UTC)He also couldn't pass up that offer. He pulled off a glove and then reached out, fingers trailing gently over the strange arm at first. It didn't feel like skin, but it didn't feel like anything else he could place, either. A little too cold, maybe. He allowed himself to touch higher up his arm, a little more firmly now, just to see if he'd react to the touch at all, curious how sensitive he was.
"I've met cyborgs, but this is different," he said. And maybe the alcohol combined with his exhaustion had been a bad idea after all, because now he grinned a little again. "What's the rest of your body like?"