Those scales on his hands, fine and forming a pattern that went up along his forearm as well like little jewels on their own, a mix of black and those subtle reds and purples. Skin a darker color around them as well. His and left Jack's, letting him feel as he wished freely. Comfortably.
Fins shifted a little under touch, but never away, simply because it had been a while since anyone else had touched. "Strong as well," no matter the scars some of his fins carried, the fact there wasn't more proved that well enough.
He nodded, "It is how they announce their return, and how they know I am still there for them to return to. That all is still well, and safe." Or else he wouldn't be there- a sure sign for them to turn back if he was gone.
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Date: 2020-03-15 10:38 pm (UTC)Fins shifted a little under touch, but never away, simply because it had been a while since anyone else had touched. "Strong as well," no matter the scars some of his fins carried, the fact there wasn't more proved that well enough.
He nodded, "It is how they announce their return, and how they know I am still there for them to return to. That all is still well, and safe." Or else he wouldn't be there- a sure sign for them to turn back if he was gone.