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"Your hands are warm."
Karl said, enjoying the feeling of warmth from Rachel's hands as they get closer. This is the first time he ever had held a human's hands,... other than the visitors that took pictures with him before. He closed his eyes and held her close. Enjoying her company and the silence. Then, the chuckle from the woman broke the silence.
"What's so funny?" he questioned, tilting his head as he looked down at the woman. She shook her head. "It's nothing," she chuckled again. "It's always so.. funny how you can be this loving."
"it's not a bad thing, of course, but it has always been so.. funny to me. I really like that about you."
He chuckled. "Is that so?", He finds it funny too, being this loving is awfully odd.
However, all of that is left are just memories. Everything ended with ...this.
He held her hands covered in her blood, his smile never falter away from his face as he stared at her now dull and lifeless eyes.
"..Your hands are cold."