[ It's true that his appearance has never pinged her radar simply due to the availability of modifications where she comes from. You want white hair and bright yellow eyes? That's two days in the salon and thirty bucks on a shifty website. But there's also the fact that she has been quickly acclimated to the idea of other worlds, and who is she to say what people look like in them? Her first thought was never "someone must have forced him to look like that".
She listens in silence, her face falling with alarm and trepidation. Her words come out slowly, carefully, like the very thought people doing such a thing is so unfamiliar to her that she needs to test each verbal step. ]
They... created you? Like what, they stitched you up outta spare parts? I don't understand.
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She listens in silence, her face falling with alarm and trepidation. Her words come out slowly, carefully, like the very thought people doing such a thing is so unfamiliar to her that she needs to test each verbal step. ]
They... created you? Like what, they stitched you up outta spare parts? I don't understand.