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[HUMAN CHATSPEAK SUCCESS!!!!

Anyway, he'll be along, smiling and breaking into a brisk stride when he sees her.]

Oh, hey! Look at that one!

Right? [she reaches out to poke flick some of the spikes on it.] I think this is familiar... not from this planet! No idea what it's called, though.

Look, the flowers look like little bowties!

They do! [he's just gonna pick one!] That's probably not poisonous, right?

[amara just puffs her cheeks up and shrugs.]

Does it matter if they are? They wouldn't have evolved to be able to poison whatever you are, would they? No offense?

Not at all, but it's good to know these things! You can be poisoned, can't you?

Unfortunately. I wouldn't be surprised to see if the resistances I have don't matter here.

[they're not natural resistances, either. she's been poisoned enough by rad weapons and corrosive ones that she's built up a small immunity. not much, but enough.]

If this kills me you can have my knives.

Thanks, but you wouldn't stay dead. Right?

[He seems more bemused than concerned, although that's just because he's also pretty sure she's fine.]

Not here, apparently. [the concept doesn't seem to bother her too much, but amara is nothing if not good at keeping that sort of thing close to her chest.] Though that does make me wonder if it could affect you here, too.

...

...You don't feel sick, do you?

I feel fine.

[Though it's an interesting thought...he spins the flower's stem between his fingers thoughtfully.]

I know I don't have human biology. Haven't been eating regularly or anything, and it's fine. But I guess they could have just...shoved some more weaknesses in there.

I guess they're going to be things more readily apparent. I mean, would you even know what starving feels like if you're not used to eating?

[shit. she's kind of concerned about this guy now? damn it.]

[and then she abruptly throws a punch at his stomach.]

Not sure. I would assume it hur - kkk!

[Michael, who did not see the punch coming at all, reacts about the same as anybody would when punched in the stomach!]

What the fuck?

[a stupid move, considering she knows michael isn't human and is capable of some things, but not what. for all she knows, he could've opened up a mouth in his stomach and torn her arm off!

...there was only really one way to find out about that, wasn't there?]

Sorry. That was for science.

Why?

[Well, at least he doesn't seem angry? Although he's certainly kind of upset. He's shaking it off fairly quickly, though - when you start in Human Relations, they teach you about what human pain feels like, and the lessons go a lot harder than a punch to the gut.]

Dunno. Guess I wanted to see what would happen.

[so it wasn't science, it was curiosity...?]

I wondered how resilient your body is.

[...now she says that out loud...]

Uh. That sounded less weird and creepy in my head?

[Michael looks a tad quizzical; it didn't sound all that weird and creepy to him. It wouldn't be an odd thing to say in Hell, at least...which probably does make it weird and creepy.]

They build them tough in terms of function - I'm not going to be taken out by a beating very easily. But part of why we take these forms is to learn how human pain works. Things have to hurt.

[So he can...get beaten up without dying way more than a human, but it's all gonna hurt the same amount. Great, cool, fantastic deal.]

Oh, that's...

[that actually makes her wince.]

A bit of a shit deal. Maybe stay out the line of fire when things inevitably go to hell again?

I was sort of thinking the opposite, actually.

[Hey, even if it hurts, he can hold up! You don't get anywhere as a demon without a good pain tolerance!]

[raising her eyebrows, she twirls the flower in her hands between her fingers for a moment. having spent her life in one big fight, protecting people and aiming them away from harm as best she can, amara understands the implications there.

she plops the flower into michael's suit pocket.]

You are a strange one. Then again, I suppose if anyone here is intimate with the workings of mortality, it would be the afterlife guy, wouldn't it?

[Michael smiles, though it's a little quizzical.]

I don't know about that. Never been mortal before, myself. But I've had a body or two get destroyed - I'll be alright.

If you say so. But if you find yourself in the line of fire and change your mind, you just call for me. I'll save you.

[it's what the tiger does, after all.]

And there will be no shame in it.

...okay. Thanks.

[It's something to keep in mind, he supposes. Michael certainly does appreciate the thought. But in practice? Can he ever actually justify putting some mortal in the line of fire just to save him some trouble?

But everything is fine now. So let's not worry about it - let's just spend some time looking at nice flowers.]

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