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Kate would really like to pinch the base of her nose right now, dig her knuckles in just below her brows and squeeze. Her arm shifts, muscles moving in preparation for it, before she remembers that her inability to do just that is the entire reason for her visit. She catches herself before her hand actually leaves the table, elbow going slack again with just a flutter through nose and jaw to give away the anger that floods her. ]
Right. And what's the catch with the synthesized clone option?
:( kate] I wouldn't call it a catch. They'll be new, [he says.] I mean-- literally, brand new, the skin and the pain receptors and the muscle tone and everything. As if a baby was born grown-up size. Basically, it'll take some time to recover your previous level of functioning. Just teaching yourself all that shit over again. The nature's all there, you've just got to put in the work for the nurture.
You'll have the same fingerprints and everything. [William folds his hands near her dead appendages. Doesn't touch, but makes a point not to get weird about them either. Gently, ish,] And they'll ming something stanky when you been sweating your palms all over your bow long enough, just like before.
[ Now she's picturing baby hands but adult-sized. Like actual baby hands, with pudgy little fingers that can't do a damn thing. Her current hands jerk up and drop again, another aborted reflex, this one to cover her mouth when she barks a laugh at William's assurance that her fingerprints will be the same. She lowers her head, brow on the very edge of the table. It tilts in a shake from there before she picks it up again. ]
You ever watch the Matrix? That really old movie might have been before your time. The one about fucking robots taking over, with that white bloke, uh. Who was h-- Reeves, [his eyes widen with inspiration.] It'll be like when Reeves came out of the Matrix. Did you see it? Did your Earth have that one?
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It is not judging it is
trying
really
hard
not to haVE A BREAKDOWN
Kate would really like to pinch the base of her nose right now, dig her knuckles in just below her brows and squeeze. Her arm shifts, muscles moving in preparation for it, before she remembers that her inability to do just that is the entire reason for her visit. She catches herself before her hand actually leaves the table, elbow going slack again with just a flutter through nose and jaw to give away the anger that floods her. ]
Right. And what's the catch with the synthesized clone option?
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:( kate] I wouldn't call it a catch. They'll be new, [he says.] I mean-- literally, brand new, the skin and the pain receptors and the muscle tone and everything. As if a baby was born grown-up size. Basically, it'll take some time to recover your previous level of functioning. Just teaching yourself all that shit over again. The nature's all there, you've just got to put in the work for the nurture.
You'll have the same fingerprints and everything. [William folds his hands near her dead appendages. Doesn't touch, but makes a point not to get weird about them either. Gently, ish,] And they'll ming something stanky when you been sweating your palms all over your bow long enough, just like before.
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I don't know what that means. Any of those words.
AM I 4THWALLING?? pretend i didnt if anyone asks
You ever watch the Matrix? That really old movie might have been before your time. The one about fucking robots taking over, with that white bloke, uh. Who was h-- Reeves, [his eyes widen with inspiration.] It'll be like when Reeves came out of the Matrix. Did you see it? Did your Earth have that one?