[ Yeah, he may have overstepped with the contact. Len immediately retreats out of respect when Arcade pulls back, noting the way he covers the marks, wondering whether he'll experience the same sort of changes. He knows what it's like to wake up and feel like his body isn't his anymore, like it isn't right. ]
Mea culpa.
[ He mutters on instinct, hands held up in the universal symbol of supplication before he lowers them again. Len can't imagine he'd enjoy someone poking and prodding at him because of some strange new feature, either. ]
...I know it's a loaded question, but are you okay?
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Mea culpa.
[ He mutters on instinct, hands held up in the universal symbol of supplication before he lowers them again. Len can't imagine he'd enjoy someone poking and prodding at him because of some strange new feature, either. ]
...I know it's a loaded question, but are you okay?