[Frowning when he goes silent, Daisy realizes she might've been too blunt with her questions. She's about to apologize when he speaks up again, watching him as he explains how it works. It occurs to her maybe he's experienced that with people he knew, and the thought has her looking away from him and down at her hands.]
Oh.
[Daisy's quite for a good minute before she looks back up at him, brows knitted together in curiosity as her eyes roam his face.]
How old are you?
[He said this wasn't his sleeve, which means something happened to his old body...]
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Oh.
[Daisy's quite for a good minute before she looks back up at him, brows knitted together in curiosity as her eyes roam his face.]
How old are you?
[He said this wasn't his sleeve, which means something happened to his old body...]