[When the glove comes off and the metal of his fingers is exposed, her breath hisses out through her teeth and she glances from it to his face and back again. She's still close to him, her hands hovering a little at her sides; now, she shifts a little closer, reaching out where he didn't, not stopping to think whether he would want her to touch it, just brushing the back of his metal hand with her fingertips.]
spam;