[ As Snake explains, Andyr’s eyes are on the floor somewhere between them, as he works out the weight lifting set he’s on. It may look like he’s tuning him out, though it isn’t the case. Capable of non-lethal methods of handling a fight. Right. He’d been able to do that once. He’d also been normal once. That was about three hundred plus kills ago, and a lot of time spent silently screaming on an operating table. For the first week or so on the ship, he hadn’t really been sure about if he could stop himself or not, but hadn’t tried it yet.
But then there was that playfight with Steve. He’d almost snapped every bone in his hand just because it was pushing at his chest. Then, he hadn’t even been in a mood. Even what he’d done in play had been brutal, likely to bruise later.
This man’s right, he does need to learn to stop himself before someone who isn’t meant to be hurt is. And yet, another part of his mind is buzzing, anxious and tense. The but what if the Ingress sends be back tomorrow part, knowing that just reacting without restraint has saved him on many occasions. And somewhere beneath that, worried about what other flood gates might open if he lets this one part go. Keeping himself sane back home had been such a process, such a strict mutation of who he’d been.
But he can’t be sent off the ship. Not with Alva, Val and Miray still here. Dropping the barbell, it gives a resounding clatter against the mat, and his eyes finally lift back up to Snake’s. ] You enhanced at all? Durability, speed, anything?
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But then there was that playfight with Steve. He’d almost snapped every bone in his hand just because it was pushing at his chest. Then, he hadn’t even been in a mood. Even what he’d done in play had been brutal, likely to bruise later.
This man’s right, he does need to learn to stop himself before someone who isn’t meant to be hurt is. And yet, another part of his mind is buzzing, anxious and tense. The but what if the Ingress sends be back tomorrow part, knowing that just reacting without restraint has saved him on many occasions. And somewhere beneath that, worried about what other flood gates might open if he lets this one part go. Keeping himself sane back home had been such a process, such a strict mutation of who he’d been.
But he can’t be sent off the ship. Not with Alva, Val and Miray still here. Dropping the barbell, it gives a resounding clatter against the mat, and his eyes finally lift back up to Snake’s. ] You enhanced at all? Durability, speed, anything?