[He'll lift his arms to accommodate, sitting still and silent as Scien wraps him back up again. Plenty of dreams really are coming true for him. As he sits there and thinks on it, on everything the future now holds for him that he'd never so much as considered possible until arriving here, he's able to find and hold onto something through the teeth he almost always has to fight against when he interacts with Scien in most ways.
A warm feeling. Light and pleasant, safe and gentle, like the kiss of sunlight in a meadow. A future he'd tried to capture with his own hands, and managed to tear a part of it into reality through blood and brute force, but everything else...
As Scien's hands pass by, one of his own reaches out again, touching his inner wrist so gently it's probably barely felt.]
...Thank you.
[Just a quiet two words, but something he doesn't have to fight quite so hard to get out into the space between them.]
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A warm feeling. Light and pleasant, safe and gentle, like the kiss of sunlight in a meadow. A future he'd tried to capture with his own hands, and managed to tear a part of it into reality through blood and brute force, but everything else...
As Scien's hands pass by, one of his own reaches out again, touching his inner wrist so gently it's probably barely felt.]
...Thank you.
[Just a quiet two words, but something he doesn't have to fight quite so hard to get out into the space between them.]