"They're used for identification on my world. For shopping, mostly."
She leaned forward, and without touching his skin, casually tugged the back of his collar down with one long finger. There it was, sitting low and raw on the back of his neck with the freshness of a new tattoo. And Molly felt her cold anger turn hot in a flash.
It was one thing to do this to her. But to do this to him? To every person here?
"It's a computer thing and I don't really understand how it works, but you shine a specialized light on the bar code and it-" some of her anger leaks into her tone- "tells you the price of something."
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She leaned forward, and without touching his skin, casually tugged the back of his collar down with one long finger. There it was, sitting low and raw on the back of his neck with the freshness of a new tattoo. And Molly felt her cold anger turn hot in a flash.
It was one thing to do this to her. But to do this to him? To every person here?
"It's a computer thing and I don't really understand how it works, but you shine a specialized light on the bar code and it-" some of her anger leaks into her tone- "tells you the price of something."