(Oh, this is really happening! The other guy's just covering Migi up inbetween his own hands, cupping him like that..... This has literally never happened to him before and Shinichi's heart is pounding away in his chest in response, anxiously staring down at the display, fully expecting the alien that resides inside of his right hand to react.
But Migi's calm.... unmoving, just letting this happen. The process of being examined is, in some way, also a way for him to make some observations of his own about this mysterious new stranger they've bumped into. He's listening to what Fyodor says, very carefully. Oh, that's very interesting indeed.... )
U-um... ( The alien may be calm, but Shinichi's sweating bullets. ) What do you mean, not just any hand....? Can you... sense something?
( It wouldn't be the first time that someone he met seemed to have that capability. ...But then again, his hand did just freaking grab the guy. It's probably not a far stretch to assume your hand is not average, Shinichi. )
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But Migi's calm.... unmoving, just letting this happen. The process of being examined is, in some way, also a way for him to make some observations of his own about this mysterious new stranger they've bumped into. He's listening to what Fyodor says, very carefully. Oh, that's very interesting indeed.... )
U-um... ( The alien may be calm, but Shinichi's sweating bullets. ) What do you mean, not just any hand....? Can you... sense something?
( It wouldn't be the first time that someone he met seemed to have that capability. ...But then again, his hand did just freaking grab the guy. It's probably not a far stretch to assume your hand is not average, Shinichi. )