[ Clu hesitates, arms held out like he's not sure where to put them. Then just...lets his palms settle against one of Rinzler's thighs, and the central circuit on R2's disk.
Not doing anything to said disk, mind you. Just brushing gloved fingertips around the edge. It's been cycles since Clu indulged in this sort of intimacy. Or, well, much of any kind of intimacy. It's a dangerous business, intimacy.
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Not doing anything to said disk, mind you. Just brushing gloved fingertips around the edge. It's been cycles since Clu indulged in this sort of intimacy. Or, well, much of any kind of intimacy. It's a dangerous business, intimacy.
Made it easy for others to betray him. ]