"Do what? This...?" he asks, as he leans to touch the Marlow in front of him, gently moving a finger alongside the curve of her chin.
His finger did go through the image slightly, but he could swear he felt skin just now. And did this one smell like sea cotton? He really liked that scent.
"This...is real nice." he says absentmindedly, starting to trail a large finger through the image's hair.
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