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... hand, calling it “that” wasn’t technically wrong. But Yuder still felt vaguely unsettled by the phrasing.
"It didn’t exactly speak... but we had something like a conversation."
"A conversation, huh. Like before, with its fingers?"
Yuder nodded. The palm that the white glove had grabbed onto suddenly felt hot, almost itchy. He wanted to clench his fist to shake off the sensation, but the bandages made it difficult, so he ended up just fidgeting uselessly.
Tearing ...
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