Switch it back, he will, and extends his hand for a closer examination. He seems completely normal at a first glance, but from touching it, it feels..off. Less flexible. Not enough to be a deterrent, but enough for it to be noticeable.

That's quite the thought, Saturday. Dojima scowls. "That's exactly what I had thought. I'm not planning to risk it." Probably not even in a controlled environment. "I was planning to keep it limited to only my arms, just in case."