Just Business [Closed]

Neph lets out another honk of plates frictioning together. And then relaxes from their defensive posture, more bemused than anything else, "Confused: You really aren't being the aggressor. Despite your revulsion. I... Do not understand. My words were not sufficient. I hope they mean what I intend them to. Nuance is difficult."

Neph's optic brightens to a bubblegum pink as they consider the hidden, and still unused rifle. That bodes well for not getting shot. And in a gesture of goodwill, they turn their back on Kari and walk out towards the balcony. Placing a hand close to the hologram, they extend a few tendrils to sample the quality of light emitted. Spectrums of visible light refract in a rainbow spider web as each filament is bathed in the hologram.

Plates and the mesh underneath ripple in a cascading shrug. Metal and synthetics clinking and rattling along the modest length of Neph's frame, "Tremulous: Explaining is hard. I can never be sure if my experiences are a true reflection of the source. With physical contact, I can interface with nerve tissue. I can feel what they feel and I can push back. I can stimulate the nerves I'm touching to fire in different ways. I feel it too. A... feedback loop. Pleasure, pain, heat, cold, numbness, pins and needles. I'm along for the ride but I have more distance. No pesky evolutionary responses to dictate how I react to those sensations. Even when they are unpleasant"