[He hums softly, not quite committing one way or another. For now, he simply watches Sticky Fingers, half in dread and half in interest. Polnareff shifts his weight, fingers curling aimlessly at his sides.]
Where? I mean-- just in my torso, is that-- is that how it works?
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[He hums softly, not quite committing one way or another. For now, he simply watches Sticky Fingers, half in dread and half in interest. Polnareff shifts his weight, fingers curling aimlessly at his sides.]
Where? I mean-- just in my torso, is that-- is that how it works?