[Maybe when he actually has them he'll think more about what he likes about them, but for now... he just shrugs, letting a breath out through his nose.]
I'm mostly just hoping they won't get in the way. [He likes sitting back in chairs, and lying on his back. And, you know, wearing clothes that cover everything. He might have seemed fine with them in the nightmare they shared, but that was a dream—something he knew wasn't real, however strange it might have felt.]
Who knows how hard it'll be to use them, anyway...
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I'm mostly just hoping they won't get in the way. [He likes sitting back in chairs, and lying on his back. And, you know, wearing clothes that cover everything. He might have seemed fine with them in the nightmare they shared, but that was a dream—something he knew wasn't real, however strange it might have felt.]
Who knows how hard it'll be to use them, anyway...