Sadie does take his hand, giving Ben's hand a solid squeeze when she feels how loose his grip is in return. There is a heavy, unsaid 'yet' when Ben comments on his ability to use then, and Sadie frowns at the the gauntlets.
"You could send them off for scrap?"
Letting go of Ben's hand Sadie kneels next to the gauntlets and reaches out for one, a claw extended to test the metal and she pauses.
"...They're huge..." Sadie trails off, shocked and concerned at the very visceral size difference that actually having her hand on the gauntlets brings to light. She worries at her lip, and already trying to translate the size of the gauntlets to possible build and height changes for Ben. A concrete reminder that the changes weren't over yet for Ben; a reminder that is like a bolt of electricity, fear and worry for Ben shocking through her and sitting uneasily in her gut.
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"You could send them off for scrap?"
Letting go of Ben's hand Sadie kneels next to the gauntlets and reaches out for one, a claw extended to test the metal and she pauses.
"...They're huge..." Sadie trails off, shocked and concerned at the very visceral size difference that actually having her hand on the gauntlets brings to light. She worries at her lip, and already trying to translate the size of the gauntlets to possible build and height changes for Ben. A concrete reminder that the changes weren't over yet for Ben; a reminder that is like a bolt of electricity, fear and worry for Ben shocking through her and sitting uneasily in her gut.