Maybe not. But... [He gesticulates sharply at Takasugi's hand with his scalpel. It might seem like nothing more than a threat. If not for the fact that the next moment, the offending, poking fingers pop right off. There's no blood, just a weird smooth void where they should connect to his hand. He'll feel the disembodies apendages fall to the floor, and if he tries, discover he's still able to flex the digits.]
That doesn't give you permission to touch my patients. [This sure seems like an overreaction, but Law is very visibly tired. And that's why Takasugi's fingers are on the floor now, I guess.]
I'm sorry for this
[He gesticulates sharply at Takasugi's hand with his scalpel. It might seem like nothing more than a threat. If not for the fact that the next moment, the offending, poking fingers pop right off. There's no blood, just a weird smooth void where they should connect to his hand. He'll feel the disembodies apendages fall to the floor, and if he tries, discover he's still able to flex the digits.]
That doesn't give you permission to touch my patients.
[This sure seems like an overreaction, but Law is very visibly tired. And that's why Takasugi's fingers are on the floor now, I guess.]