[And he does stumble just a little, because releasing control of his body to that degree had lured the alien into complacency. Suddenly having to support his own movements again when some of his processes are still disabled nearly sends him crashing into the considerably taller man.]
I understand. [He nods without even the slightest flinch despite the proximity. It's difficult to intimidate someone using that method when the one you're attempting to intimidate has no sense of personal space to begin with.
Though it had taken him off-guard when he'd returned control to his body, it took no time at all for his mental processes to reinitialize. He takes a half-step back, red eyes locked onto his partner's, and when the first notes of the next song start up, zaShunina copies the motions Mephisto had shown him. Only this time, he takes the lead, mirroring Mephisto's own movements rather than the ones he'd manipulated his body into playing out.]
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I understand. [He nods without even the slightest flinch despite the proximity. It's difficult to intimidate someone using that method when the one you're attempting to intimidate has no sense of personal space to begin with.
Though it had taken him off-guard when he'd returned control to his body, it took no time at all for his mental processes to reinitialize. He takes a half-step back, red eyes locked onto his partner's, and when the first notes of the next song start up, zaShunina copies the motions Mephisto had shown him. Only this time, he takes the lead, mirroring Mephisto's own movements rather than the ones he'd manipulated his body into playing out.]