The impersonator Iceheart just looks at him with its head tilted, as if confused that he's so worried. It's fine! They're fine!
There's a brief moment of contact before they jerk away (which might be the most in character thing they've done so far,) panicking a little because they're getting a close-up look at Ardbert's clothing and realizing that it has texture, but trying not to show it. The shoulder under Ardbert's hand for that moment feels strangely smooth and rubbery. If it had copied human sweat glands, it'd be sweating bullets, unfortunately it didn't get close enough to realize that those were a thing too.]
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The impersonator Iceheart just looks at him with its head tilted, as if confused that he's so worried. It's fine! They're fine!
There's a brief moment of contact before they jerk away (which might be the most in character thing they've done so far,) panicking a little because they're getting a close-up look at Ardbert's clothing and realizing that it has texture, but trying not to show it. The shoulder under Ardbert's hand for that moment feels strangely smooth and rubbery. If it had copied human sweat glands, it'd be sweating bullets, unfortunately it didn't get close enough to realize that those were a thing too.]
Very sure. I am fine.