[He holds out his right hand, with its metallic joints and messy wiring connecting it to his arm, to take the sketchbook - and then laughs sheepishly.]
Oh, don't-- don't worry. I'm sure it looks scary, but, ah, I'm used to it by now.
[He wiggles his fingers as easily as if they were still made of flesh, despite the webbing connecting them being clearly made of a less flexible material than that of his real hand.]
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[He holds out his right hand, with its metallic joints and messy wiring connecting it to his arm, to take the sketchbook - and then laughs sheepishly.]
Oh, don't-- don't worry. I'm sure it looks scary, but, ah, I'm used to it by now.
[He wiggles his fingers as easily as if they were still made of flesh, despite the webbing connecting them being clearly made of a less flexible material than that of his real hand.]
See? I promise.