[Dirk's glasses hide his eyes, and his mouth is no more than a hard line. And yet he still manages to wear a look of murder. It takes everything he has not to pull out his sword when she grabs his wrist.
A bite of electricity. Okay, he can understand how it would get blood pressure from contact, temperature too. Breathing rate. How is it getting that? He has no clue. That annoys him more.
There's nothing other than the Mesmer in him (really lame tattoos are presumably not enough of a foreign body to show up) although when it comes to muscle twitches, his whole body tenses with a readiness to attack the second she made contact, so there's that. He isn't exactly relaxing now, either. It's more like he's watching her waiting for the moment she turns dangerous and he has to fight back.
No, he's not overreacting to a doctor's checkup. Why would you say that. That's ridiculous!]
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A bite of electricity. Okay, he can understand how it would get blood pressure from contact, temperature too. Breathing rate. How is it getting that? He has no clue. That annoys him more.
There's nothing other than the Mesmer in him (really lame tattoos are presumably not enough of a foreign body to show up) although when it comes to muscle twitches, his whole body tenses with a readiness to attack the second she made contact, so there's that. He isn't exactly relaxing now, either. It's more like he's watching her waiting for the moment she turns dangerous and he has to fight back.
No, he's not overreacting to a doctor's checkup. Why would you say that. That's ridiculous!]
Is this the end of it?