A light squeeze is returned to her hand, failing to match her strength, so it is easy to separate when Sadie moves down to inspect the gauntlets more closely. Benjiro hesitates a full second to consider the suggestion, having done his best over the last week and a half to simply put the weapons out of his mind entirely, “Maybe, but I can’t identify the metal.” Nor does he know how to explain the reason for having such weapons in the first place.
Focusing on her claw initially as Sadie makes contact with a gauntlet, he feels no surprise when she fails to leave a mark. Then, she’s quiet. He moves half a step closer to peer to her face, and he reads her expression as he hears her remark. They’re huge.
That is when he finally looks at the gauntlet as a whole. Not only the blades, not only the openings for the hand, not only the shaft - all of it as one massive item. He sees her hand on the surface, but moreover, he sees her entire body next to it. The gauntlet is large enough to swallow her lower half inside in both length and breadth, and that piece is only meant to cover the forearm and hand. His eyes widen as his face pales despite the way his heart begins to pump faster and harder to the point of discomfort. He retreats one step. Then a second and third, only to stall when he feels his hips contact a box behind him. Hands feeling numbly at the box as they start to tremble, Benjiro swallows at the nausea bubbling upwards and leaning into his breath. To compensate, he starts to breathe faster while words that try to come out never make it to his throat.
no subject
Focusing on her claw initially as Sadie makes contact with a gauntlet, he feels no surprise when she fails to leave a mark. Then, she’s quiet. He moves half a step closer to peer to her face, and he reads her expression as he hears her remark. They’re huge.
That is when he finally looks at the gauntlet as a whole. Not only the blades, not only the openings for the hand, not only the shaft - all of it as one massive item. He sees her hand on the surface, but moreover, he sees her entire body next to it. The gauntlet is large enough to swallow her lower half inside in both length and breadth, and that piece is only meant to cover the forearm and hand. His eyes widen as his face pales despite the way his heart begins to pump faster and harder to the point of discomfort. He retreats one step. Then a second and third, only to stall when he feels his hips contact a box behind him. Hands feeling numbly at the box as they start to tremble, Benjiro swallows at the nausea bubbling upwards and leaning into his breath. To compensate, he starts to breathe faster while words that try to come out never make it to his throat.