[ He hates the physical contact, but worse than that was the fact that they were in the middle of Springstar. His eyes made a suspicious sweep of the area, hidden behind the sunglasses, and then to the alley, not far behind them. Sure, it had a dumpster back there -- unpleasant in the ever-increasing heat of summer -- but Silco didn't mind that all that much.
It's no less unpleasant than the sump pipes back home. ]
Yima informed me that touch might be required. Shall we?
[ He nodded his head, toward the alley, and away from people. It's just a few feet, but he's quick to move, and quicker to get this done with. After all, Ciel had always been up front about things. If there was a deal to be made, she would have said it. She was nothing, if not matter-of-fact.
He took off his right glove -- a flash of his aspect symbol at the inside of his wrist. He didn't take off the other glove. ]
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It's no less unpleasant than the sump pipes back home. ]
Yima informed me that touch might be required. Shall we?
[ He nodded his head, toward the alley, and away from people. It's just a few feet, but he's quick to move, and quicker to get this done with. After all, Ciel had always been up front about things. If there was a deal to be made, she would have said it. She was nothing, if not matter-of-fact.
He took off his right glove -- a flash of his aspect symbol at the inside of his wrist. He didn't take off the other glove. ]
Hopefully, you don't mind the smell.
[ He held out a hand for her to touch, palm up. ]