[ Hearing the ripping sound is actually what surprises him the most, startling him back to some clarity as he turns in her direction. She was...?
She wasn't scared. Or even yelling back at him. He kind of expected the latter, honestly, if he has the capacity to expect much of anything right now. ]
... [ It's not even that it's a battle of the wills; he doesn't want to fight her. He's just at a loss, and both wanting to keep her from coming into contact with whatever burns so badly... and not wanting to let her see either.
So his hand does loosen a little, but he also doesn't move it, head still bowed. ]
You — can't touch it. [ It's still strained and a little roughened. He sounds dazed. ]
Whatever you do... don't touch it.
[ He takes a breath and it catches a little wetly. ]
To... a human... [ He grits his teeth. It's very much ground out, like it takes all his concentration to speak in an even tone. ] —don't know.. what it might do.
[ As a parasite-type, was he filtering it enough it didn't kill him, or did it not make any difference at all...? ]
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She wasn't scared. Or even yelling back at him. He kind of expected the latter, honestly, if he has the capacity to expect much of anything right now. ]
... [ It's not even that it's a battle of the wills; he doesn't want to fight her. He's just at a loss, and both wanting to keep her from coming into contact with whatever burns so badly... and not wanting to let her see either.
So his hand does loosen a little, but he also doesn't move it, head still bowed. ]
You — can't touch it. [ It's still strained and a little roughened. He sounds dazed. ]
Whatever you do... don't touch it.
[ He takes a breath and it catches a little wetly. ]
To... a human... [ He grits his teeth. It's very much ground out, like it takes all his concentration to speak in an even tone. ] —don't know.. what it might do.
[ As a parasite-type, was he filtering it enough it didn't kill him, or did it not make any difference at all...? ]