"What... something is missing. What is missing?"

His fingers trembled and he let go, holding his hand out and looking at it. For a moment, he could fancy that he was a strangely armored hand with long talons and the glitter of rings and edged scales but then it was gone. Again his hand was normal with the swirl of tattoos and the fingerpicks that he nearly always wore outside the penthouse.

But why did that feel wrong?