[He clings to her a little at each jump, every rumble making his nerves taut... she's trusting him to be her eyes. Great! If she missteps it'll be his fault. No pressure.
He hugs the bundled dynamo to his chest like it's a security blanket, trying to keep his eye on the path ahead... he's quickly starting to notice the little differences, all the ways his enhancements have been helping him that he's taken for granted. Even with an eye missing he didn't have to worry about depth perception because his implants can detect distance with ease. His vision is overall poorer, inhibited by dust and smoke and waves of heat, can't search for specific shapes or movements, can't even adjust the image quality...
it's giving him a headache. He groans, already giving up on the one task he accepted responsibility for—just let him close his eyes for a minute, it'll be fine, probably.]
... do you feel anything strange? Besides the obvious... ["it's hot" isn't a necessary observation]
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He hugs the bundled dynamo to his chest like it's a security blanket, trying to keep his eye on the path ahead... he's quickly starting to notice the little differences, all the ways his enhancements have been helping him that he's taken for granted. Even with an eye missing he didn't have to worry about depth perception because his implants can detect distance with ease. His vision is overall poorer, inhibited by dust and smoke and waves of heat, can't search for specific shapes or movements, can't even adjust the image quality...
it's giving him a headache. He groans, already giving up on the one task he accepted responsibility for—just let him close his eyes for a minute, it'll be fine, probably.]
... do you feel anything strange? Besides the obvious... ["it's hot" isn't a necessary observation]