No, it's– [A pause. How to articulate this? It's not like he's ever tried.] ...Pressure's there. I can tell the difference between shaking a hand and breaking it.
[Not that it's stopped him from worrying about it. A thoughtful intake of breath, and an exhale.]
Everything else feels a little like I'm touching it through a thin layer of gauze. Sensation's close, but... Not the same. [Typical Adam Jensen eloquence. The faint frustration in his voice is indication that it's not for lack of trying, though.]
They say your brain can adjust, and eventually it'll trick you into thinking it feels just like the real thing. [A dismissive sound; the verbal equivalent of a shrug.] Still waiting on that. But then again, it's only been half a year.
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[Not that it's stopped him from worrying about it. A thoughtful intake of breath, and an exhale.]
Everything else feels a little like I'm touching it through a thin layer of gauze. Sensation's close, but... Not the same. [Typical Adam Jensen eloquence. The faint frustration in his voice is indication that it's not for lack of trying, though.]
They say your brain can adjust, and eventually it'll trick you into thinking it feels just like the real thing. [A dismissive sound; the verbal equivalent of a shrug.] Still waiting on that. But then again, it's only been half a year.