He watches her end up all but swallowed by the compartment and it brings a swell of fondness inside his chest. She's so bright and determined and eager. It doesn't mean she's not still a teen, that's she's not still scared and worried, but - it does him good, helps him, to know that, despite all of that, Katie is still going to be Katie.
"We can always start off basic and upgrade as we go," he's being too eager again, too hopeful. But - its hard to stop thinking and talking about it now that the hope's been dangled in front of him. "If you make it detachable."
Her pride and assurance has him smiling again though and he relaxes.
"I'd be honored to wear something of your design, Katie. You and Hunk - and Allura and Coran - will always be my first choice for any mechanic designs."
There's more though and he pulls in a deep breath through his nose, skin around his eyes tightening - but he nods.
"It's fine. Do what you need to."
There's always been a low level ache and now that its just a stump there are spikes of random pain from time to time and the ache feels more like a day old broken bone. He is not looking forward to more prodding in that already sensitive area, especially not compounded on what he's already feeling. But - she needs this. And its necessary to both shut it down so its not a threat anymore - and, potentially - to getting that new arm. He mentally grabs hard onto the promise of that new arm to make this pain worth it and then he turns his hip so she's got a better shot at what's left of his arm and grits his teeth.
The first prod still has him sucking in air between his clenched teeth though and his eyebrows coming together over his tight eyes. Raw nerves. All he can compare it to is having someone prodding at exposed raw nerves and that pain is hard to ignore considering how intimate and tickling and integrated it is. But he holds still for her. Because the better he is the faster she can be. And the closer to not being a threat anymore to his family he can be. The grunts still come, catching in his throat, but he forces himself to hold still for her and mutes as much of it as he can. She doesn't need to hear it and - he knows it will hurt her as she does.
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"We can always start off basic and upgrade as we go," he's being too eager again, too hopeful. But - its hard to stop thinking and talking about it now that the hope's been dangled in front of him. "If you make it detachable."
Her pride and assurance has him smiling again though and he relaxes.
"I'd be honored to wear something of your design, Katie. You and Hunk - and Allura and Coran - will always be my first choice for any mechanic designs."
There's more though and he pulls in a deep breath through his nose, skin around his eyes tightening - but he nods.
"It's fine. Do what you need to."
There's always been a low level ache and now that its just a stump there are spikes of random pain from time to time and the ache feels more like a day old broken bone. He is not looking forward to more prodding in that already sensitive area, especially not compounded on what he's already feeling. But - she needs this. And its necessary to both shut it down so its not a threat anymore - and, potentially - to getting that new arm. He mentally grabs hard onto the promise of that new arm to make this pain worth it and then he turns his hip so she's got a better shot at what's left of his arm and grits his teeth.
The first prod still has him sucking in air between his clenched teeth though and his eyebrows coming together over his tight eyes. Raw nerves. All he can compare it to is having someone prodding at exposed raw nerves and that pain is hard to ignore considering how intimate and tickling and integrated it is. But he holds still for her. Because the better he is the faster she can be. And the closer to not being a threat anymore to his family he can be. The grunts still come, catching in his throat, but he forces himself to hold still for her and mutes as much of it as he can. She doesn't need to hear it and - he knows it will hurt her as she does.