Peridot's face grows warm when Iramaat touches her shoulder, though it doesn't last long enough for her to think much of it. She brushes off the momentary feeling of being flustered and presses ahead with more questions instead.
"Right. My mistake. Er... I assumed you weren't human, but... What are you, then?"
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"Right. My mistake. Er... I assumed you weren't human, but... What are you, then?"