[There is no spoon, right? Tess takes a deep breath, steeling herself. She looks at him--looks up at him; he's fucking enormous and the armor thing isn't helping convince her he's a real person, but fuck, there's supposedly so much weirder in this place than that--and she holds out her hand.]
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[There is no spoon, right? Tess takes a deep breath, steeling herself. She looks at him--looks up at him; he's fucking enormous and the armor thing isn't helping convince her he's a real person, but fuck, there's supposedly so much weirder in this place than that--and she holds out her hand.]
Alright. Alright, I'm going to try.