[He doesn't move. He keeps his eyes focused on the wall in front of him. His mind still feels like it's doing somersaults all around the galaxy, making it difficult to think about any one aspect of... anything for too long.]
[Except the hand on his face. That pulls him back.]
[Not pulling away, he turns to look at her, the undamaged cartilage shifting under her fingers. It's his turn, then, to go a little slack-jawed.]
You... but that's not possible.
[Unless either one of them has some latent biotic ability lying around they'd never known about before.]
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[Except the hand on his face. That pulls him back.]
[Not pulling away, he turns to look at her, the undamaged cartilage shifting under her fingers. It's his turn, then, to go a little slack-jawed.]
You... but that's not possible.
[Unless either one of them has some latent biotic ability lying around they'd never known about before.]