[it doesn't hurt to touch her, thankfully, and she's glad that it won't. before, it would catch whoever was close. it'd leave nasty burns behind, wither flesh. boothill's a cyborg, but she doesn't want to see what infernal heat does to metal.
here, she's not capable of that. here, it's just like touching a stove that isn't fully on yet, not enough to burn or melt, but enough to be uncomfortable. here, it's just little flickers of harmless flame that settles in her hair, before fizzling out.
karlach lets him hold her arm, even if she stiffens up. it's the easiest way to calm her down, to make the rage ease. she sucks in a sharp breath when he tells her to, and closes her eyes.
her voice is a little bit of a growl. her free hand comes up to rest on her chest, clutching it like it hurts.]
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here, she's not capable of that. here, it's just like touching a stove that isn't fully on yet, not enough to burn or melt, but enough to be uncomfortable. here, it's just little flickers of harmless flame that settles in her hair, before fizzling out.
karlach lets him hold her arm, even if she stiffens up. it's the easiest way to calm her down, to make the rage ease. she sucks in a sharp breath when he tells her to, and closes her eyes.
her voice is a little bit of a growl. her free hand comes up to rest on her chest, clutching it like it hurts.]
Sorry - sorry. Trying.