Holding her breath, Finnerty stilled every muscle in her body the closer he moved to her. No other way out without being seen, even the octopus or flatfish would be seen without sands to stir up around them as they moved from one spot to the next. Excitement built up in the pit of her stomach. She tried to take a step to the side to move further out of his reach. She could change the texture of her skin but not the feel of it.
Part of her wanted to continue the game, but another waited in anticipation to feel his fingers touch her skin. Finnerty wanted to know what energy the man or creature might give off compared to others. Having watched humans for years, she knew they found such a game for children, so what made the man go to it even as a joke?