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[prehensiled]

[There a shuffling of feet, a stumble and fall. Mis-accented german mumbling.]

Ah... I cannot balance properly, it would seem. Apologies if I bruise, to whomever--

Oh dear.

Has anyone seen whoever it is that has my body? There are certain things that could be rather dangerous.

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[prehensiled]

Oh, good. Is she alright?

[prehensiled]

Brilliant. She ought to know that there are certain risks that may come with teleportation, if she should run into a wall or something similar.

[prehensiled]

Yes, another part of the mutation.

Oh?

[prehensiled]

It's not really a talent that I learned to develope...

Ah. Good, then. I hope I don't give her reason to be angry at me.

[prehensiled]

Well, thank you.

Ah, but you seem to be close to the same age, if it's not too rude an observation...

[prehensiled]

Oh. That must feel very strange.

[prehensiled]

Good to hear. My... Mother appears to be my own age, as well, which might be part of what makes the fact hard to get used to. She is not here, though, so I suppose I may count myself lucky.

[prehensiled]

No worries. At least it doesn't seem likely that Miss Rem is an internation terrorist.