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"I appreciate the offer John, but my Scarran metabolism renders my skin too hot for contact with... partners of most species."
Crichton, indignant at the assertion that he was somehow fragile, impulsively grasped Scorpius's jaw and ran his thumb over the oddly-textured, exposed skin.
"I run hot too, Scorp. Not Sebacean, remember."
