[ Handshakes, what a rare sentiment. The awkward position they're in doesn't make the gesture easy, so he accommodates the formality by bending a knee in front of her, noting that she's offered a hand that he can take with his flesh-and-blood hand, rather than his bionic.
His grip is firm, but not oppressive. It remains for precisely the right amount of time: long enough to have conviction, brief enough that it remains military. What a contradiction of a man. ]
—Ahab. [ Not exactly the most elaborate introduction, but he figures that a name will suffice. Her easy smile and laugh is punishment enough, too pleasant to be coming from someone so recently displaced from her world. ] I take my own advice when I have to.
[ He doesn't straighten up, not immediately— just watches, trying to gauge how tired she is, if he has to haul her up and sling her to her room.
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His grip is firm, but not oppressive. It remains for precisely the right amount of time: long enough to have conviction, brief enough that it remains military. What a contradiction of a man. ]
—Ahab. [ Not exactly the most elaborate introduction, but he figures that a name will suffice. Her easy smile and laugh is punishment enough, too pleasant to be coming from someone so recently displaced from her world. ] I take my own advice when I have to.
[ He doesn't straighten up, not immediately— just watches, trying to gauge how tired she is, if he has to haul her up and sling her to her room.
He actually would, how sad is that. ]