[ He looks down at his hands after the request, holding them out, palms up, and they're shaking. But he's not looking for the shake. He's looking at the muscles, trying to see if they're all still there, make sure they aren't withering away.
He turns them back over and the slight flex of his fingers makes his tendons stand out for a half a second and a stab of panic grips him, but then they're back to normal.
He lets out a breath he didn't realise he was holding, and it's shaky. ]
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[ He looks down at his hands after the request, holding them out, palms up, and they're shaking. But he's not looking for the shake. He's looking at the muscles, trying to see if they're all still there, make sure they aren't withering away.
He turns them back over and the slight flex of his fingers makes his tendons stand out for a half a second and a stab of panic grips him, but then they're back to normal.
He lets out a breath he didn't realise he was holding, and it's shaky. ]