When she could go no farther, she stood against the wall, staring at him. Medusa. Some of the “hair” writhed independently, a nest of snakes startled, driven in all directions. Revolted, she turned her face to the wall. “They’re not separate animals,” he said. “They’re sensory organs. They’re no more dangerous than your nose or eyes. It’s natural for them to move in response to my wishes or emotions or to outside stimuli. We have them on our bodies as well. We need them in the same way you need your ears, nose, and eyes.”
