Chapter 31Jules finished his glass of water and sat it aside on the counter in the medical pod’s reception area. The last of his bounce until the Makkar’s arrived with his supply. It’d have to do. An itch had started under his prosthetic’s left cheek, and he rubbed at the spot. The artificial skin of his face was flexible and smooth, but didn’t feel quite the same as real skin. Another way that it remained in the uncanny valley. He usually avoided touching his face. Rubbing the spot did nothing to help with the itch. Which he couldn’t really scratch, anyway, the tissues beneath were too thin and too damaged. Scratching it would risk infection.
He dropped his hand and tried to focus on anything else that would distract him.
MAR-A wasn’t much help. The combat droid had folded itself down t
