[He only continues to regard the Company man with that same, slightly strained, expression, caught between the roiling violence inside of himself and that slim slither of something that isn't quite concern. Confusion, maybe, or perhaps the weight of duty pressing in, the conditioning that fills him up-- Fenris is Company, and as such is owed his unquestioning loyalty. That's what this is. What he tells himself.
But then the question comes, and just briefly Giovanni's hand strays up towards the cruel band of metal punched down through his flesh and into the bones of the Spine, fingers running lightly across its cool surface before dropping away again. The confusion in his face-- infinitesimally, it intensifies.]
Yes. Part of my augmentations. As far as I'm aware, it's impossible to remove it.
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But then the question comes, and just briefly Giovanni's hand strays up towards the cruel band of metal punched down through his flesh and into the bones of the Spine, fingers running lightly across its cool surface before dropping away again. The confusion in his face-- infinitesimally, it intensifies.]
Yes. Part of my augmentations. As far as I'm aware, it's impossible to remove it.
[Without killing him, at any rate.]