[again, he does that cat thing. he'd seemed content to remain mostly curled in a semi-protected shape, only peering out at the world with one eye while he slowly comes to grips with his new, slightly-different reality. but then the motion of a hand flopping down nearby hooks his attention in an instant.
he turns more onto his side, enough so that an arm can slither out and pluck up Tonic's hand from where it lies. it's a beautiful limb and the thought occurs to him that Tonic's skin and shiny nails and slim finger bones might feel different and wonderful right now. there's just something so appealing about the thought that he follows it without a fight.
daintily snatching up Tonic's hand, he's immediately bringing it close to his face and curiously running fingertips down the back of it. this one is his now.]
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he turns more onto his side, enough so that an arm can slither out and pluck up Tonic's hand from where it lies. it's a beautiful limb and the thought occurs to him that Tonic's skin and shiny nails and slim finger bones might feel different and wonderful right now. there's just something so appealing about the thought that he follows it without a fight.
daintily snatching up Tonic's hand, he's immediately bringing it close to his face and curiously running fingertips down the back of it. this one is his now.]