Hmm. My usual method of repairs is too costly in terms of energy at the moment, and worthless on others like fabric, but I can at least do this.
[Picking up a spare rag, his clothing ripples at the shoulder, forming a long tendril about two inches wide, and the end of it rapidly transforms into a hand. With that, Glenn passes a rag to the hand without looking, and the tentacle gets to work with cleaning up the ceiling first. A space near his neck ripples next, forming an eye on a stalk to keep an eye on his actions while his face looks elsewhere, taking stock in the surroundings. Another tentacle and eye rapidly joins in, both hands seamlessly working together despite the fact that it's clear that the clothing-covered flesh has no bones at all between Glenn's shoulder and the wrist of those appendages.]
I am a shapeshifter. And the only humanoid on my ship, so someone needs to clean up, even the high places. So I learned how to do it this way.
[Glenn offers a faint smile, the expression delicate and almost shy.]
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[Picking up a spare rag, his clothing ripples at the shoulder, forming a long tendril about two inches wide, and the end of it rapidly transforms into a hand. With that, Glenn passes a rag to the hand without looking, and the tentacle gets to work with cleaning up the ceiling first. A space near his neck ripples next, forming an eye on a stalk to keep an eye on his actions while his face looks elsewhere, taking stock in the surroundings. Another tentacle and eye rapidly joins in, both hands seamlessly working together despite the fact that it's clear that the clothing-covered flesh has no bones at all between Glenn's shoulder and the wrist of those appendages.]
I am a shapeshifter. And the only humanoid on my ship, so someone needs to clean up, even the high places. So I learned how to do it this way.
[Glenn offers a faint smile, the expression delicate and almost shy.]
Oh. My name is Glenn. Nice to meet you.