[ You know when a film plays a flashback, but they want to make it extra titilating, showing you only a brief glimpse of something benign and yet clearly erotic, like lips parting to sigh with some kind of fuzzy filter over everything? That's pretty much what goes through Gladio's mind right now.
His mouth on a tattoo that's not so faded and scraped away with scarring. These two Genjis are one in the same. Gladio drops his gaze away, suddenly pissed at himself. It's so obvious! He's careful to keep that anger pointed internally, keeps his voice neutral. ]
How did I miss it?
[ Gladio says mainly to himself, then seizes the malfunctioning limb and starts to unfasten it from Genji's body. Ports hiss as various pressure points are released, allowing him to start investigating the cause of his lack of mobility. ]
...Hand me that canned air. [ He needs to make sure nothing is lodged in some of these parts. Blow out any dust or sand. ]
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His mouth on a tattoo that's not so faded and scraped away with scarring. These two Genjis are one in the same. Gladio drops his gaze away, suddenly pissed at himself. It's so obvious! He's careful to keep that anger pointed internally, keeps his voice neutral. ]
How did I miss it?
[ Gladio says mainly to himself, then seizes the malfunctioning limb and starts to unfasten it from Genji's body. Ports hiss as various pressure points are released, allowing him to start investigating the cause of his lack of mobility. ]
...Hand me that canned air. [ He needs to make sure nothing is lodged in some of these parts. Blow out any dust or sand. ]