[ Sympathy aside, he can't help the faint hint of discomfort as he processes what she's saying. Not because it's surprising. He's seen stranger things since showing up here, and he doesn't even have a grasp on his own powers yet; there's no saying judgment wouldn't make him a hypocrite.
It's familiar. The foxes hadn't had to touch skin, but they'd rifled through his memories and emotions fine in spite of it. There's a chagrined memory of people who aren't quite people, their ears pointed, their features fox-like; and of someone dressed in robes, same as the ones they're wearing now, the memory of his life being yanked from him like veins on a fish hook. His strongest emotions are in the past, though, and not here and now. There's no spike of fear or paranoia, no impulse to step away. She might get the sense that he's watching her hands, more aware and maybe more reserved, but that's all. ]
(I'm sure they've got gloves for sale at one of these carts. You know, in case you'd like spares. )
[ A little wary, a little grateful the fact that she's careful with her powers. He wishes, again, that any of this had to do with the One Power. At least then he'd have some defense against it, but he's given up on his luck making a comeback. ]
( You're in good bloody company, anyway. And not just because we're all stuck wearing gloves.)
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It's familiar. The foxes hadn't had to touch skin, but they'd rifled through his memories and emotions fine in spite of it. There's a chagrined memory of people who aren't quite people, their ears pointed, their features fox-like; and of someone dressed in robes, same as the ones they're wearing now, the memory of his life being yanked from him like veins on a fish hook. His strongest emotions are in the past, though, and not here and now. There's no spike of fear or paranoia, no impulse to step away. She might get the sense that he's watching her hands, more aware and maybe more reserved, but that's all. ]
( I'm sure they've got gloves for sale at one of these carts. You know, in case you'd like spares. )
[ A little wary, a little grateful the fact that she's careful with her powers. He wishes, again, that any of this had to do with the One Power. At least then he'd have some defense against it, but he's given up on his luck making a comeback. ]
( You're in good bloody company, anyway. And not just because we're all stuck wearing gloves. )