So it's all in the machines, then. If I were to... do this- [he trails a fingertip down the side of Ren's face, pushing some of his hair back as he does]- and then you closed your eyes and I did it again... You wouldn't be able to just know that was me from how the fingerprints feel?

[He's clever enough to know that's not how it works because he's touched enough people's hands to know you can't feel the difference in their damn fingers. That's not the point. The point is flirting.

He's not that great at it, but he has conviction.]