@handsthese, lila’s never been a tactful person; it’s no surprise that the first words she uses to introduce herself to this man are: “your hands ...” she trails off, and the way that lila stares at the metal contraptions does the speaking for her. there is the usual bewilderment that must come with meeting edward, yes, but there is something softer, something ... mournful. pity, if you’re looking to be crude. an empathy for having a piece of yourself missing.
“what happened to your hands?”














