I know I know, but come on, no way I'm not gunna try and match your energy here. You're inprinin' me to think'a somethin' fancy, just lemme go with it

[ He's already having Ideas; or, one of his trains of thought is all Ideas, while others steam and stream on about Nick's hands on his skin and the relief of pinching pressure off his feet. ]

Thanks for that. Guess I could go with somethin' metaphorically close to my heart... Hmmm... I've gotta think on it for a bit

[ Something he could melt into metal, for one thing. The ghoul flexes his toes as Nick places his punishing shoe aside, and then brings the second foot into the synth's lap. This time, he rests it on the sliver of chair between Nick's legs. ]

This one's not so bad, missin' toe an' all? Not gunna walk around in one shoe like some kinda lunatic though

[ The request only broadens Hancock's gratified grin; clearly, he approves of this idea. He looks like he's about to enthusiastically agree, but then stops himself with hesitation so utterly theatrical that it cannot be genuine. ]

Wait a sec, who the hell got you into body mods? That's some heavy shit, Nick

[ A resurgence of brambly chuckles, whilst his naked foot slides leisurely up and down Nick's thigh. ]

Yeah you got it Sunshine, happy to do it. Maybe I'm a little closer to lunatic than I wanna admit, but that just seems pretty damn romantic to me. Now I just gotta figure out somethin' real sentimental to light on fire