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    Good good, now use welding tool to join.” He moves Grace’s wrist to position the rod so it turns farther outward.

    Slow slow gentle,” he repeats. Grace is actually going to die.

    He stretches his finger, tugging the wires connecting the mechanisms, and clicks the fingertips together to create a spark. Rocky chitters cheerfully behind him.

    Good good, Grace doing good.

    Grace’s face is burning. Rocky’s body heat seeps into him; he’s running hot all over, but especially in his face. Rocky doesn’t comment on it yet, hopefully ascribing Grace’s fever-like state to his own body being a smelting furnace.

    He wets his dry lips again. “Thanks, bud, I think I’m getting the hang of it.”

    Grace sucks at flirting. But when he comes across Ghost (1990) while looking for something to watch for their movie night, he has a brilliant idea: to recreate the pottery wheel scene with Rocky. He asks Rocky to teach him to make xenonite sculptures using Eridian welding tools. Naturally, things escalate from there.

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    Rocky points a claw at Ryland’s arm. “Why do you keep doing that? You touch where I hurt you.”

    “It’s soothing,” Ryland answers, lips twitching when he adds, “Human thing.”

    “Many human things are confusing to me.”

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    Ryland talks about the last human touch he ever got.

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    “Hey, you’re the one who loves hearing my heartbeat.” Wait, nope, shouldn’t’ve said that. That definitely seems like too much, somehow. I feel my cheeks heating up.

    Rocky’s claws fidget against the xenonite. “Yes. I do. Is good sound,” he insists, more quietly than I’d expected. “Means you still alive."

    “Yeah.” I’m so alive right now that I can feel the pulse jumping in my throat. “That’s, um. That’s good.”

    In the back of my mind, a very cool and rational part of myself is telling me: hey, since you’re on the subject of internal organs, why not take this opportunity to ask Rocky to feel you up so he can check on your appendix/gallbladder situation? Unfortunately, the rest of my mind just heard ask Rocky to feel you up and had the psychic equivalent of a seizure.

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