...Hm.

( he's thinking about it, and as he looks between his two hands, he'll hold out his mechanical one instead. )

Do you want to hold this one?

( he doesn't give rokkun a choice as he reaches out with cold, metal fingers wrapping around the other's hand. it's easier when he has control of little things like this, so he doesn't get embarrassed... whew.

now... ) I've had your therapy before, I think it's better than having your brain picked apart.