[She peers at his hand as she reaches to takes it - so curious it's bursting out of her like she's vomiting it out - and two of his fingers are like...webbed together. But she doesn't hesitate, just reaches out and takes it, firm. ...She kind of expects his hand to feel...slimy, despite herself.
It's not, but it's different, not like shaking hands with a person--no, a human. Like the skin's a different texture, giving under her hand in a different way.]
Thane, huh? You ever hear of Macbeth? [... Her mouth twists, and then:] Nah, forget I asked.
No, hey-- [Her brain is all over the place, one question after another after yet another.] Where are you from? Like, the drell planet. Are we even from the same galaxy? You know all these stars out here, where we're at?
[She sure as hell doesn't. She kinda looked for Orion at one point, but no luck. Maybe they're at a totally different angle and when you're in this whatever part of space this is, Orion looks like a duck or something instead.]
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It's not, but it's different, not like shaking hands with a person--no, a human. Like the skin's a different texture, giving under her hand in a different way.]
Thane, huh? You ever hear of Macbeth? [... Her mouth twists, and then:] Nah, forget I asked.
No, hey-- [Her brain is all over the place, one question after another after yet another.] Where are you from? Like, the drell planet. Are we even from the same galaxy? You know all these stars out here, where we're at?
[She sure as hell doesn't. She kinda looked for Orion at one point, but no luck. Maybe they're at a totally different angle and when you're in this whatever part of space this is, Orion looks like a duck or something instead.]