[The sting of it against his fingertips is enough to make him jerk his hand back, staring at it. There's no wounds, but for a moment, it had felt like he was resting his skin against a pan that had been cooking for a while. Odd... for it to be that hot, shouldn't it be emanating heat? Oh well. Rubbing his fingers together awkwardly, he nods.]
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Thank you.