(OOC: Originally, but then Dooms gave this account to me. For a few reasons, none of which this thread needs to know(PM me if you need to though)
Hand grabs onto Cadell's arm and waits to see a reaction.

For the perceptive, this is obviously a test of some sort. Just to let you know.

(OOC: You're not fooling anyone m8.)

Squinting at Hand, Cadell sighed. "Yeah, no. That's just you being a creepy sonofagun. Not sure what culture you're from bub, but this is my arm. Personal property, I'll have you know. Get off."

[OOC: Sighs inwardly]
Incarne does the same and turns to leave.