[ Levi sets a mug down in front of them and sits back down on the couch with his own, tentatively picking it up in his usual way with his half-new hand. The grip seems normal, he even feels the warmth from the cup, but it still feels so unreal. ]
[ That is exactly what he'd been thinking about, and he glances at Hange with a mix of hope and concern. ]
Worth a try, right? Bet he'd look really funny with a tiny little hand growing out.
[ He sort of wiggles his free hand's fingers next to his shoulder to mimic how he imagines that would look. Even fingers had been awkward; an entire arm? That's going to look grotesque until it's at the proper proportions. Worth it, though, right? ]
*Levi's fingers, his eye is still fucked for now
[ That is exactly what he'd been thinking about, and he glances at Hange with a mix of hope and concern. ]
Worth a try, right? Bet he'd look really funny with a tiny little hand growing out.
[ He sort of wiggles his free hand's fingers next to his shoulder to mimic how he imagines that would look. Even fingers had been awkward; an entire arm? That's going to look grotesque until it's at the proper proportions. Worth it, though, right? ]