[He lets this sink in, all while sinking further into the water until he's up to his chin. It's... still tricky figuring out the right way to breathe with his gills rather than his actual lungs, but it's easier this way than it is trying to juggle both.
And it also makes it easier for Demyx to gather up the length of his tail into his arms, idly tracing the small, yellow spots between the bigger ones.]
What about... a heart? Or I guess it'd be like... a battery for you guys?
[He gestures for Demyx to follow him, ducking under the water completely. He touches his own chest gently, until the skin starts to deactivate and shows only the white of his plastic in the area between his stomach and his neck. With some focusing, he can make parts of the plastic slowly become see-through, though. And that shows his heart very clearly. A healthy thirium pump is blue, and it beats like a human heart.]
This is my thirium pump. The circle here- [he points to the glowing blue circle in the center of his chest] -is my thirium pump regulator. It regulates my heartbeat, essentially.
[He's not sure what he was expecting, but it wasn't that.
It really is just like something he'd see in a comic or read about in some sci-fi novel on the rare occasion he picked one of them up. And then the color comes through, and Demyx's gills flare.
Now that's cool.]
It's... blue?
[Speaking underwater is still strange, but it's no different than when he'd play around with his old powers. It's just different being able to understand not only himself, but another person as well.]
Er... Can I? [Touch, he wants to say, but it goes unspoken. Instead, he lifts a hand up, but he doesn't move to do anything.]
[He gently taps his fingers over his 'heart', gills flaring again.]
It's just not as easy as popping this bad boy out and slapping a new one in. M'pretty sure you gotta have a replacement from another person, and they gotta match too, but I dunno the details. I just remember hearing something like that on TV.
[But then he grins, and Demyx looks downright mischievous as he draws his hand back.]
Y'know, it sounds really stupid, but hear me out - if I could do that? I'd totally save one of my arms so I could throw it at someone the next time they asked me for a hand with somethin'.
[It's stupid, but god if it wouldn't make a Grade A joke.]
[He snorts, letting momentum push him back in the water and for a moment he simply floats there.]
I'd say I'm not completely terrible, but I don't exactly have a leg to stand on right now.
[He punctuates it with a light thwap of his tail to Connor's own, the edges of it seeming to flash for a split second.]
I've been shot at before, but I've never had anything that needed any serious patching up. I'm kind of a wuss when it comes to anything painful like that, y'know?
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And it also makes it easier for Demyx to gather up the length of his tail into his arms, idly tracing the small, yellow spots between the bigger ones.]
What about... a heart? Or I guess it'd be like... a battery for you guys?
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[He stops in front of Demyx, watching him.]
It doesn't involve me opening anything up, don't worry.
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That makes the fins on his ears perk, and he tightens his grip on his tail for a moment.]
Huh? You... Uh, sure?
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[He gestures for Demyx to follow him, ducking under the water completely. He touches his own chest gently, until the skin starts to deactivate and shows only the white of his plastic in the area between his stomach and his neck. With some focusing, he can make parts of the plastic slowly become see-through, though. And that shows his heart very clearly. A healthy thirium pump is blue, and it beats like a human heart.]
This is my thirium pump. The circle here- [he points to the glowing blue circle in the center of his chest] -is my thirium pump regulator. It regulates my heartbeat, essentially.
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It really is just like something he'd see in a comic or read about in some sci-fi novel on the rare occasion he picked one of them up. And then the color comes through, and Demyx's gills flare.
Now that's cool.]
It's... blue?
[Speaking underwater is still strange, but it's no different than when he'd play around with his old powers. It's just different being able to understand not only himself, but another person as well.]
Er... Can I? [Touch, he wants to say, but it goes unspoken. Instead, he lifts a hand up, but he doesn't move to do anything.]
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Thirium, the fluid used to power my biocomponents, is blue.
[Red would mean bad. As for the question, Connor comes closer.]
Sure.
[It's not like Demyx can put his hand through the plastic, so that's all he'll feel. But Connor won't stop him.]
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And then he grins, all fangs and teeth, his gills fluttering.]
Dude, that's seriously cool. Having something like this seems like it'd be way better than the ones humans have.
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[But he smiles back, a little more reserved but obviously enjoying himself. The way he swishes his tail is a good indicator.]
I could show you more, but I haven't tried opening my stomach cavity underwater yet and I don't intend to, just incase.
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[His fins twitch a little, and he offers a sheepish smile.]
But I mean, humans only get the one. You guys can get yours repaired and replaced, yeah?
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Can't humans do that, too?
[Admittedly it's not as easy to do as with an android, but...]
You're correct, though. I've had limbs and biocomponents replaced before.
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[He gently taps his fingers over his 'heart', gills flaring again.]
It's just not as easy as popping this bad boy out and slapping a new one in. M'pretty sure you gotta have a replacement from another person, and they gotta match too, but I dunno the details. I just remember hearing something like that on TV.
[But then he grins, and Demyx looks downright mischievous as he draws his hand back.]
Y'know, it sounds really stupid, but hear me out - if I could do that? I'd totally save one of my arms so I could throw it at someone the next time they asked me for a hand with somethin'.
[It's stupid, but god if it wouldn't make a Grade A joke.]
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That's terrible.
[But now he's imagining throwing an arm at someone. He wonders if it would hurt. Probably- Connor could throw it pretty hard.]
One of the first things I got replaced was an arm, actually.
[He touches his left arm thoughtfully.]
I got shot in this one. It didn't bother me, but it would have been a problem if left like that.
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I'd say I'm not completely terrible, but I don't exactly have a leg to stand on right now.
[He punctuates it with a light thwap of his tail to Connor's own, the edges of it seeming to flash for a split second.]
I've been shot at before, but I've never had anything that needed any serious patching up. I'm kind of a wuss when it comes to anything painful like that, y'know?
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I'm not much better with anything painful... I don't usually feel pain, but I can feel it in my Merrow form.
[He's not used to pain, so when he feels it he hates it.]