[There's a little skip in her pulse, just enough to register on her sensors, when his hand brushes hers. She still has her own gloves on, but her fellow units go without them so infrequently that touching someone's bare hand feels a little special.]
Three shakes. Got it.
[shake-shake-shake... She passes the container back to him and watches, fascinated, as the first fish come to investigate.]
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Three shakes. Got it.
[shake-shake-shake... She passes the container back to him and watches, fascinated, as the first fish come to investigate.]