[ her gaze doesn't waver, and she doesn't pull her hand back at the pointed reminder. oh, she heartily dislikes the near unearthly sensations that come with touching faraday, especially on the one occasion her entire body fell right into him — through him — and left her feeling like she'd touched death itself, all freezing cold and prickling skin.
but what it did do was wake her the hell up. ]
That's the point.
[ she doesn't reach for him, because she's actually trying to be polite about this (even if she's asking for something fairly strange). ]
Faraday, I touch you and I am wide awake. I have no desire to let myself accidentally drift into those dreams again tonight, so if you would kindly oblige me and simply touch my hand, I'd be mighty grateful. But if not, I'll find myself some cold water and try to do just about the same.
[ icy water will wake her up, sure, and while it's the closest thing she can associate with touching a ghost, it's not nearly as effective at making every inch of her feel alert. ]
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but what it did do was wake her the hell up. ]
That's the point.
[ she doesn't reach for him, because she's actually trying to be polite about this (even if she's asking for something fairly strange). ]
Faraday, I touch you and I am wide awake. I have no desire to let myself accidentally drift into those dreams again tonight, so if you would kindly oblige me and simply touch my hand, I'd be mighty grateful. But if not, I'll find myself some cold water and try to do just about the same.
[ icy water will wake her up, sure, and while it's the closest thing she can associate with touching a ghost, it's not nearly as effective at making every inch of her feel alert. ]