[He stares at Jake as he bounces his arm around, his lips pursed and his eyebrows drawing together. He's still trying to make sense of this. It all seems surreal.
He answers the question, though. That's easy enough.]
I guess not, because that doesn't hurt.
[He's pretty sure it would hurt if someone wiggled his arm while it was broken.]
So, are you an alien or something?
[If he's not a figment of his imagination, Chishiya has questions of his own.]
no subject
He answers the question, though.
That's easy enough.]
I guess not, because that doesn't hurt.
[He's pretty sure it would hurt if someone wiggled his arm while it was broken.]
So, are you an alien or something?
[If he's not a figment of his imagination, Chishiya has questions of his own.]