[ She flexes her fingers at Cori. They've gloved, so she can't see anything, but there's a distinctive little click-clack of metal and plastic touching. ]
My arms are made of adamant silver. [ she says, as if this is a Normal Thing. ] I am unable to handle the eggs quite es delicately as is required.
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My arms are made of adamant silver. [ she says, as if this is a Normal Thing. ] I am unable to handle the eggs quite es delicately as is required.