[ Hei hunches his shoulders further, and folds his arms across his breasts. It's not a defensive posture so much as an awkward one. He looks like an adolescent who has developed curves overnight. He knows she has a point. He needs support of some kind. For these. Skin-sacks. They won't stay up by themselves -- they hurt when he moves. Logically, a different body shouldn't even matter. His focus should be on the practicalities, how to adapt and adjust to the changes. Survival comes first, isn't that how the saying goes? Feelings come second. ]
[ But. ]
[ But he feels like a fucking freak. ]
They're not big enough to make 'slapping sounds.' [ Spoilers: he's lying. ]
action / morning
[ But. ]
[ But he feels like a fucking freak. ]
They're not big enough to make 'slapping sounds.' [ Spoilers: he's lying. ]