... Well, she doesn't see any reason to be completely distrustful of him, not when it comes to something as simple as offering a hand. She lets her claws sink back into her hand, leaving those open wounds there to bleed; they usually only do so for a minute, and then another few minutes'll pass to close up the wounds. Putting her miniature fingers into his palm, she's patient... if not intensely studious of him.
Words get stuck in her throat for a moment, and she lets the quiet of his work on her hand buffer them.]
no subject
[Better her than someone else, anyway.
... Well, she doesn't see any reason to be completely distrustful of him, not when it comes to something as simple as offering a hand. She lets her claws sink back into her hand, leaving those open wounds there to bleed; they usually only do so for a minute, and then another few minutes'll pass to close up the wounds. Putting her miniature fingers into his palm, she's patient... if not intensely studious of him.
Words get stuck in her throat for a moment, and she lets the quiet of his work on her hand buffer them.]
... You're different from mine.
You're shorter.
What is your Laura like?