[Don stopped looking "foreign" to Robert a long time ago, even when his own body did as a turtle - a little odd, perhaps, but Robert loves Don how he is, and normally that includes his body too.
The scientist finishes nervously redressing himself - probably giving Don a chance to see how clothing sits on a human body, and how it's properly put on - before he returns to Don's side and sits with him, holding his nanocomputer in his lap, running his fingers reflexively over the smooth black epoxy case.]
Ah, well.
Where to actually start...? [Well, maybe at turning it on, but...]
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The scientist finishes nervously redressing himself - probably giving Don a chance to see how clothing sits on a human body, and how it's properly put on - before he returns to Don's side and sits with him, holding his nanocomputer in his lap, running his fingers reflexively over the smooth black epoxy case.]
Ah, well.
Where to actually start...? [Well, maybe at turning it on, but...]