He can feel the nod, and certainly the nudge. He laughs low in his throat, the sound humorless. "You're probably right. I couldn't get her to put winter clothes on, either."
York considers the group, the abilities they might have had that were taken away. He glances up at Ratchet, what he can see of the other man. "Do you feel any different?"
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York considers the group, the abilities they might have had that were taken away. He glances up at Ratchet, what he can see of the other man. "Do you feel any different?"