It's a fantasy role-playing game.

DM: You are Grog Strongjaw, a goliath barbarian . You are the member of the famous group of adventurers. Previously, After slamming his feet into the sand and preparing himself for conflict, he beckons  you  towards him.  you faces off with Earthbreaker Groon.
DM: It's hilarious, and it's disconcerting, because you're watching as Grog, in the middle of his rage, most of his attacks are amateur, far too wide away from the target, or by the time they get close, he is holding himself back. And you don't know why. Something is messing with his will and preventing him from being able to follow through with his attacks.
Player: Okay. (sighs)
DM: Second attack?
Player: Second attack. I just want to touch him with my finger. Just, like, a boop.
DM: Okay. You reach out and your finger touches his chest (cracking sound), and you feel--
Player: He's real?! He's there?!
DM: He's real. The skin's there.
Player: Thought you might be a dragon. Wisdom saving throw?
DM: That wasn't an attack.
Player: Oh! I touched him!
DM: You touched him.
