Jigano watched the fluid drip as well, studying it closely for the first time, really. He'd seen his Ascended friends hurt before - Rex most recently came to mind - but always in those situations it had been far more important to get them patched up and out of danger than to worry about their strange blood-replacement. He'd known it was clear but not realized that it had some iridescence to it. There was a sort of macabre fascination in watching the thick stuff drip.
He nodded slowly as Sam said he hadn't seen Remi since, giving his old friend a wan smile. "I suppose no reason, just curiosity. When he first made that patch for you the Voice told us that the pain was part and parcel with the other sensations, that it would be irreversible if he gave it to you. I'm sure he would be overjoyed to hear that threat was a lie." 'Flawed,' she had called Sam's desire to feel sensations again. The patch itself a flaw she had been reluctant to allow, but for Remi's quick tongue and convincing arguments to allow it - as a way to gain Sam's trust. Perhaps it would have been better if she had refused, but they couldn't go back now and change things.
He nodded slowly as Sam said he hadn't seen Remi since, giving his old friend a wan smile. "I suppose no reason, just curiosity. When he first made that patch for you the Voice told us that the pain was part and parcel with the other sensations, that it would be irreversible if he gave it to you. I'm sure he would be overjoyed to hear that threat was a lie." 'Flawed,' she had called Sam's desire to feel sensations again. The patch itself a flaw she had been reluctant to allow, but for Remi's quick tongue and convincing arguments to allow it - as a way to gain Sam's trust. Perhaps it would have been better if she had refused, but they couldn't go back now and change things.
