And then without warning, the eyes snap open, his hand coming up to grasp Cynric's arm. Jarvis is slightly disoriented, his programs and data still organizing. Finding their place.
He doesn't realize Cynric couldn't get his arm free even if he wanted to. "...am...I here?" The voice processor sounds crisper than before. More human.
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Date: 2013-09-29 04:37 am (UTC)And then without warning, the eyes snap open, his hand coming up to grasp Cynric's arm. Jarvis is slightly disoriented, his programs and data still organizing. Finding their place.
He doesn't realize Cynric couldn't get his arm free even if he wanted to. "...am...I here?" The voice processor sounds crisper than before. More human.