[He hears her every footstep behind him so he knows she is approaching, but he doesn't move away. He doesn't even take himself out of her reach when she touches him so gently. He can't feel it. His arm is metal and circuits and pistons, the only nerve endings are at the top where the arm meets his shoulder, but he knows she is touching him.
It aches inside.
He doesn't need her concern, though. He's no fragile thing that needs to be protected, he understands how to survive. He will rest when he must and only when he is in a secure location, to do otherwise is to invite death. Her worry over him, though unwarranted, grates at him. He hates hearing the name James now.]
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It aches inside.
He doesn't need her concern, though. He's no fragile thing that needs to be protected, he understands how to survive. He will rest when he must and only when he is in a secure location, to do otherwise is to invite death. Her worry over him, though unwarranted, grates at him. He hates hearing the name James now.]
Stop it.
[It comes out in a growl.]