He huffs out a sound that might have been a laugh in a previous life. "Not sure how to calibrate myself... Might take some study."

By all rights, he should be pulling away. Minimize contact until they can figure this out. Note down parameters, limits, triggers. Do some kind of research before launching into anything. But he hasn't. He hasn't so much as budged. His other mandible doing the expression for the both of them.

She's right - he knows she's right. On the other hand, the thought of hurting her still makes his nerves buzz unpleasantly. It doesn't matter if she's used to it, if either of them are. Hell, the fate of the galaxy was already on her shoulders. He's not supposed to be adding more weight.

"Have you had this happen with anyone else?" he asks, finally.