Forcefield insulated

"Okay," she said, shrugging. Birds took off with the motion, and one flew through me, fritzing out as it passed through my forcefield, which I was keeping up for the small impact on warmth and body heat, and in hopes it would find an equilibrium again.

I could feel the forcefield moving, despite my wishes. Reaching out, heads moving, mouths opening. The periodic arm was swung, hard enough to audibly cut through the air.

Not as restless as it had been, but this was almost worse.

- Infrared 19.7