[At least she looks vaguely familiar - it’s hard to mistake her for someone else - but that doesn’t help him really...know what to do in case she gets hurt. It’s not like Azeroth has an abundance of cyborgs, and even if it did, poor Med’an’s barely set foot outside of Duskwood.
He’s also not sure how much is appropriate to ask about her….um...body. And suddenly he’s not sure how much he should be looking at her body either, oh god, this is awkward.]
Oh, I, uh... are you…
...part...um, flesh, too? [He can’t. He looks away from the camera, as though this will help avoid embarrassing eye-contact.]
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He’s also not sure how much is appropriate to ask about her….um...body. And suddenly he’s not sure how much he should be looking at her body either, oh god, this is awkward.]
Oh, I, uh... are you…
...part...um, flesh, too? [He can’t. He looks away from the camera, as though this will help avoid embarrassing eye-contact.]