Re: In-person: Selina/Tony & Rosalind
No. I won't go. I hate funerals. [His parents' had been a fucking joke. He'd never wanted to punch so many strangers in his young life.]
It's not connected. Internal power source. It's spread out here. [He flipped his arm over and indicated what would be the major artery on a human arm. Close up, the minuscule silver scales each had gold veins in circular patterns, like regular veins. They were systematically beautiful and glittered with potential.] These allow a suitably complex interface to feel what the arm feels, because the substances and signals react differently to pressure, texture and temperature. Like skin.
[Tony stared off over the top of the city. He loved the familiar lines of the angular buildings, no pattern, just a bunch of people building up because they couldn't fit sideways.] It's never the same.