“Oh, you have bodies now? Well, guess I won’t need this now.” -takes off scarf- “So how goes it?”

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“A lot of fun, actually! You have no idea how many things there are that are really hard or impossible to do without a body. Everyone’s off taking advantage of it!”

“Speaking of which… I’m still really curious what you actually feel like…” Green’s finger hovers a few inches from the Repairman’s arm. He’s trying really hard to be polite and not just go and poke him, but solving the mystery is agonizingly tempting.

“Oh, I bet,” the Repairman nodded. Of course, he couldn’t fully understand, not being a ghost himself, but he could definitely imagine it having its issues…

He looked over to see Green apparently playing the “not touching you” game with him. He sighed, shaking his head and smiling. As odd of a request as that was, the Repairman didn’t know how long this was going to last. Status quo and all that.

“There’s probably a less creepy way to ask,” he joked, “but here.”

He wrapped his hand around Green’s. His ink was almost like lukewarm water, but it felt…thicker, almost more solid. And definitely a little stickier; Green was going to have some stains on his hand.