[Connor is still hesitant, extending his hand cautiously while nodding in acknowledgment to both of them.]
Thank you. Both of you.
[His fingertips have reached Dark Shadow, and without thinking, the skin of his hand peels back and disappears, to reveal the gleaming white chassis underneath. He probes the shadow being carefully, a tiny smile of wonder beginning to grow on his face as he analyzes the texture and the being's reactions to his touch, feeling the energy pulsing softly beneath his fingers.]
He feels...soft, almost? Not velvety, not like that, but more like, like... I'm not sure what it's like. I don't have words to explain it. That's never happened to me before.
[The smile is genuine, if still small. He listens intently to Fumikage's retelling of how Dark Shadow came to be. He's still very confused about Dark Shadow's origins, but he likes the way Fumikage refers to him as a friend. There's a pang in his Thirium pump as he wonders if he and Hank could ever become friends like that.
And it suddenly clicks for Connor, as the supernatural lore of his own world has tales of very similar beings: tulpas. It doesn't seem like exactly the same thing, but it's close enough for him to come to an understanding of Dark Shadow's nature.]
I don't know anything about how your world works, and what kinds of possibilities exist there. Your explanation sounds as reasonable as anything I could propose.
And no, no, you don't need to recall him at all. I think...I like him? [He smiles down at the creature.]
Hello, Dark Shadow. My name is Connor. It's very nice to meet you. And you too, uhm. I'm sorry, I forgot to ask your name.
He'll have to find a good technician here, lmao
Thank you. Both of you.
[His fingertips have reached Dark Shadow, and without thinking, the skin of his hand peels back and disappears, to reveal the gleaming white chassis underneath. He probes the shadow being carefully, a tiny smile of wonder beginning to grow on his face as he analyzes the texture and the being's reactions to his touch, feeling the energy pulsing softly beneath his fingers.]
He feels...soft, almost? Not velvety, not like that, but more like, like... I'm not sure what it's like. I don't have words to explain it. That's never happened to me before.
[The smile is genuine, if still small. He listens intently to Fumikage's retelling of how Dark Shadow came to be. He's still very confused about Dark Shadow's origins, but he likes the way Fumikage refers to him as a friend. There's a pang in his Thirium pump as he wonders if he and Hank could ever become friends like that.
And it suddenly clicks for Connor, as the supernatural lore of his own world has tales of very similar beings: tulpas. It doesn't seem like exactly the same thing, but it's close enough for him to come to an understanding of Dark Shadow's nature.]
I don't know anything about how your world works, and what kinds of possibilities exist there. Your explanation sounds as reasonable as anything I could propose.
And no, no, you don't need to recall him at all. I think...I like him? [He smiles down at the creature.]
Hello, Dark Shadow. My name is Connor. It's very nice to meet you. And you too, uhm. I'm sorry, I forgot to ask your name.