-Gracia is rolling a coin back and forth on the kitchen table-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?-Gracia gives a yelp, gently trying to push the child away-
-Her gloved hand feels different to her fleshy one-
-Like something denser is underneath the leather-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?-She makes a noise of protest, trying to free her hand-
-Hey, that glove isn't on too tight-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?-Oh, Audrey-
-It's white and glossy, utterly seamless and yet able to flex perfectly-
Ghh! S-stop touching...
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?-It twitches at the stroking, all the sensitivity of skin and none of that yucky actual skin-
-Gracia keeps trying to tug free, making little whines-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?I— the wall accidentally took my hand, so the floor gave me a new one.
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?Not normally... I have special powers...
-Still tugging, torn between this invasion of her touching space and the fact that somebody finds her so interesting-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?....
-She has gone stiff-
-One half of her hair is long and flowing, the other all stubbly-
-Nice textures to touch-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?

"Tranq me. Bring me here. Take away my free will with your 'commands.' Take my magic. Make me helpless. Sound familiar, Mud Man?"