It wasn't just the legs, but the overall exposure that did it for him. And it wasn't so much that Murphy minded it at all, it was...
Well, it was distracting. It reminded him that he was still awkward as ever when it came to being around people, somewhat normal people. And by that, they weren't liable to stab him or snap his neck if he looked at them wrong. He couldn't even handle the jumps without being overwhelmed by a need to get as far away from such a large number of others who were in that state. But Murphy was more inclined towards his flight instincts than his fight.
As Cibo began covering herself with extra layers, Murphy's attention couldn't help but dart towards her a couple of times. He hadn't spent much time paying notice to her physical appearance that much, since he'd spent most of that time simply avoiding her direction.
His attention shifted completely.
Murphy wasn't one to stare for very long in the first place, though that was one unmistakable little big detail when Cibo had been turned...
"That... That looked pretty bad." No shit. It wasn't like Murphy was one to talk about scars -- he had plenty of them, most of which weren't exposed. But hers was, and he may not have been very clear on that. "I mean, uh... your shoulder -- looked bad."
i'm so sorry for his awkward, cibo...
Well, it was distracting. It reminded him that he was still awkward as ever when it came to being around people, somewhat normal people. And by that, they weren't liable to stab him or snap his neck if he looked at them wrong. He couldn't even handle the jumps without being overwhelmed by a need to get as far away from such a large number of others who were in that state. But Murphy was more inclined towards his flight instincts than his fight.
As Cibo began covering herself with extra layers, Murphy's attention couldn't help but dart towards her a couple of times. He hadn't spent much time paying notice to her physical appearance that much, since he'd spent most of that time simply avoiding her direction.
His attention shifted completely.
Murphy wasn't one to stare for very long in the first place, though that was one unmistakable little big detail when Cibo had been turned...
"That... That looked pretty bad." No shit. It wasn't like Murphy was one to talk about scars -- he had plenty of them, most of which weren't exposed. But hers was, and he may not have been very clear on that. "I mean, uh... your shoulder -- looked bad."