It's a good thing I'm not going to do anything untoward.
[He clasps the hand with his weirdo indigo one. The flesh is cool, the texture a little strange, but more than that, pieces of cold and golden metal cap parts of his hand.
He extends a vision; no, a memory of what exactly it is he does. The very first time he had.]
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[He clasps the hand with his weirdo indigo one. The flesh is cool, the texture a little strange, but more than that, pieces of cold and golden metal cap parts of his hand.
He extends a vision; no, a memory of what exactly it is he does. The very first time he had.]