[It's not something she does on purpose, but with no blood vessels pumping warm blood through them, her vectors lack heat.]
Call me Lucy. [Two vectors float towards Tamaki.] You're going to feel something touching you now.
[She wasn't lying when she warned that the vectors might be cold. In fact, they're as cold as death, like ice but without the sting. The temperature may not be comforting, but at least the grip is sure and strong. It definitely feels like a pair of hands.]
I will have them check my injury when I drop you off. They must have a first aid kit, or a healer, somewhere.
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[It's not something she does on purpose, but with no blood vessels pumping warm blood through them, her vectors lack heat.]
Call me Lucy. [Two vectors float towards Tamaki.] You're going to feel something touching you now.
[She wasn't lying when she warned that the vectors might be cold. In fact, they're as cold as death, like ice but without the sting. The temperature may not be comforting, but at least the grip is sure and strong. It definitely feels like a pair of hands.]
I will have them check my injury when I drop you off. They must have a first aid kit, or a healer, somewhere.