Maine's yet to experience a shift in species, but he's not oblivious to what's going on around him. He doesn't care about it — cares even less now than what feels (and doesn't feel) like two years ago — but he's noticed it.
He raises a shoulder in a careless half-shrug. ]
"My body."
[ It's not words. Not exactly. It's an attempt at words; Maine's lips, at least, still form them correctly. But his maimed tongue doesn't move the way it should, and what's left of his vocal cords produce noises that barely sound human.
It should be shocking and disturbing. It's not. Maine's had two years to accept it. He just wishes he had Sigma to speak as well. ]
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Maine's yet to experience a shift in species, but he's not oblivious to what's going on around him. He doesn't care about it — cares even less now than what feels (and doesn't feel) like two years ago — but he's noticed it.
He raises a shoulder in a careless half-shrug. ]
"My body."
[ It's not words. Not exactly. It's an attempt at words; Maine's lips, at least, still form them correctly. But his maimed tongue doesn't move the way it should, and what's left of his vocal cords produce noises that barely sound human.
It should be shocking and disturbing. It's not. Maine's had two years to accept it. He just wishes he had Sigma to speak as well. ]