A Soft Tap

My joints clicked into focus and I realized I wasn't locked in place anymore. I leaned forward, testing how my plush body balanced against the warm wood beneath me. Just to see if I actually had control, I swung my blocky right arm down and tapped the tabletop. The muted thump sounded crisp and sharp, sending a subtle vibration straight through my fabric. I did it again, grinning at the rhythm, fully awake and steady right where I sat.