Name:6<br/>Time: Day 1, Afternoon<br/>Location: Sector 3 Social Zone<br/>Tagging:1<br/>Notes/Warning: Icebreaker<br/><br/>Hrm? Whoever they were paired with was... unusual. Feeling more slender hands than their own, Six began to hold them more eagerly once the initial reluctance faded away from their partner. While she was hesitant, six was eager to explore and feel, to let their fingers explore and get a true sense. Immediately – one could tell that their fingers were a bit firmer and slightly rough, unlikely to have a woman’s more delicate touch behind them. Steadily, Six continued to slowly run their hands against the palms, feeling a chill from one hand creep into their fingers and through their palm while the other felt the softer and yet warmer hand. Whoever they had been paired with was doing their best to be gentle, and Six leaned in to let them explore even more. The roughness of their fingers extended into the palm, someone use to handling things, to keeping a steady grip with confidence backing it. Beyond that, one could even feel a slight indentation on Six’s left palm, perhaps an old scar or more unusual birthmark? Whatever it was, it was only a passing feel, a momentary edge to their firm though pliable grip.<br/><br/>Six’s fingers then returned the favor as the tips of each finger ran against the palms of their partner. He wanted to feel just how far this unusual warmth and chill went, did it just reside in the fingers? Or was it the entire palm, perhaps even the arm? For now, their touches were probing, a brush of the fingers as they moved against the wrist, and then their nails dragging against the cooler arm as Six breathed out slowly. It was... unusually relaxing too. Not quite use to being so openly touched and explored, they continued to make themselves open as their lips parted, and they slackened their stance and eased their limbs to make it easier to explore, to feel, to not be burdened by a linear sense of exploration.