[ 'stitches' reaffirms the newness. it had been a weak hypothesis, gently held at bay, but now daisy feels a little better about zooming in to confirm. if mia was a local, she'd know about the medical advancements that made old-fashioned stitches a thing buried way in the past.
skin adhesions had been relatively new tech before daisy had arrived in new amsterdam, something applied by a doctor looking to be cutting-edge. here, its upgraded distant cousin was easy to pick up off the shelves of your everyday pharmavend in the train station or a convenience shop, easy to apply from a skinny metal tube. ]
Let me get a better look.
[ and then, without much hesitation, daisy steps in, careful to block off the space between them; the familiar blue glow only takes a moment once her fingertips begin to brush over mia's arm, skin-to-skin igniting the empathy bond along with it.
daisy doesn't let it linger; she pulls away nearly as soon as it starts, just to ensure nobody else gets a peek. good thing fight club patrons tend to be pretty self-involved. ]
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skin adhesions had been relatively new tech before daisy had arrived in new amsterdam, something applied by a doctor looking to be cutting-edge. here, its upgraded distant cousin was easy to pick up off the shelves of your everyday pharmavend in the train station or a convenience shop, easy to apply from a skinny metal tube. ]
Let me get a better look.
[ and then, without much hesitation, daisy steps in, careful to block off the space between them; the familiar blue glow only takes a moment once her fingertips begin to brush over mia's arm, skin-to-skin igniting the empathy bond along with it.
daisy doesn't let it linger; she pulls away nearly as soon as it starts, just to ensure nobody else gets a peek. good thing fight club patrons tend to be pretty self-involved. ]
Maybe we should patch you up outside.