[I suppose when there isn't really a way to "close" her eyes, looking away would have to work. He recognizes the gesture, though. That wasn't a sort of nostalgic looking away, like someone about to go into a story. He takes note of the features of the body, recognizes it's for combat, then returns his eyes to her face.]
I can't say I've experienced anything like it. [For all the danger he'd put himself in, he kept his limbs. They were battered and scarred but still there. He can't imagine that feeling extending to the entire body. He can't imagine feeling anything other than belonging in his body.] I'm familiar with the idea.
... I doubt there's any way to ease that sensation here. [So, it's not his job to, it's not his job to pry too deeply. There were too many perplexing elements of "used to" being human, an artist in a body clearly designed for combat, and wondering if a brain, a spirit, or- some part of him considers- a very deluded AI piloting it. Whatever they were, they could at least work together.]
[It's a lot of thought for not much actually said. When he does speak, the sentences come out evenly, there are just pauses between them, pauses for thoughts, where sometimes he could jump quickly back to another topic.]
If the body's designed for the battlefield, are you capable of fighting? [Is it built into the body or simply a product of the person controlling it?]
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I can't say I've experienced anything like it. [For all the danger he'd put himself in, he kept his limbs. They were battered and scarred but still there. He can't imagine that feeling extending to the entire body. He can't imagine feeling anything other than belonging in his body.] I'm familiar with the idea.
... I doubt there's any way to ease that sensation here. [So, it's not his job to, it's not his job to pry too deeply. There were too many perplexing elements of "used to" being human, an artist in a body clearly designed for combat, and wondering if a brain, a spirit, or- some part of him considers- a very deluded AI piloting it. Whatever they were, they could at least work together.]
[It's a lot of thought for not much actually said. When he does speak, the sentences come out evenly, there are just pauses between them, pauses for thoughts, where sometimes he could jump quickly back to another topic.]
If the body's designed for the battlefield, are you capable of fighting? [Is it built into the body or simply a product of the person controlling it?]