Shadow reached his own bare hand out and, in a swift motion, he snatched Sonic's own, not through interlacing fingers, but rather by a wrapping grasp. They were soft and smooth, yet calloused and stained by the result of his adventurous ways. It was impossible to describe how they were so muddled with, and yet so gentle to the touch.
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Shadow reached his own bare hand out and, in a swift motion, he snatched Sonic's own, not through interlacing fingers, but rather by a wrapping grasp. They were soft and smooth, yet calloused and stained by the result of his adventurous ways. It was impossible to describe how they were so muddled with, and yet so gentle to the touch.
"... That doesn't matter. I will anyway."