[There's a brief moment of hesitation before he slowly accepts the proffered hand, meeting skin with mesh polymer. Adam's handshake, by contrast, is surprisingly loose– while he'd come a long way in getting used to his enhancements in the past few months, he's broken more than a few cups and glasses in his grip without meaning to. He'd rather not break a hand if he can help it.]
Pleasure's mine. [Even if it doesn't necessarily seem like it. A bit more quickly than he means to, the hand's withdrawn and he folds his arms close to his chest. He shakes his head.] Not alarmed, just… Impressed.
Wasn't your fault, either way. I was– [His mouth thins into a narrow line.] Distracted.
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Pleasure's mine. [Even if it doesn't necessarily seem like it. A bit more quickly than he means to, the hand's withdrawn and he folds his arms close to his chest. He shakes his head.] Not alarmed, just… Impressed.
Wasn't your fault, either way. I was– [His mouth thins into a narrow line.] Distracted.