"Eh, mebbe it is, but ask me if I care." said Zephyr with a shrug.

Frankly, he enjoyed showing off his work, metallic and otherwise.

The glass surface of the coffee table pinged as he dropped the rings from his left hand there. The continuity of the silver lines in the palm of his hand showed up a lot better without them in the way, and he did have the most there, all marble streak feathered out just under the creases in his skin.

He settled his arm along the back of the couch where she could get a closer look if she liked. "Silver stuff's colloidal nerve enhancements. Rest's just regular tats. An a damselfly."

Which had been drawn on just above the inside of his elbow and flickered as he squeezed his hand into a fist.