A Deliberate Pulse

Silence held the floor. I tested the tension within my right gauntlet, finding motion where rigidity once ruled. Carefully, I extended my fingers, feeling the coarse texture of the woven carpet fibers beneath. Next to me lay another figure, poised yet motionless. With measured intent, I tilted my posture slightly, resting the tip of one claw against the edge of its arm to assess the space between us. It did not respond. I remained still, grounded in quiet watchfulness.