[It's the lack of gesture that makes him curious at first; he's thought, in the past, that he might not need it - but it feels so natural that he's never consciously stopped himself. Erik nods, eying the lashes of lightning around them.]
You're manipulating the magnetic field and you. Pushing out. Do you--fuck! [He wasn't paying attention, and got another shock on his arm, which he is now vigorously rubbing. It's probably a good thing the CTS can take it easy when necessary.]
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You're manipulating the magnetic field and you. Pushing out. Do you--fuck! [He wasn't paying attention, and got another shock on his arm, which he is now vigorously rubbing. It's probably a good thing the CTS can take it easy when necessary.]