What sense of the body could you do without, if you had to get rid of one? Sight, touch, smell, hearing, taste, or any other specific sensations you could think of and explain.
Axel fleetingly bit his thumbnail and leaned back in his seat with an uncertain exhale. He was seated as if placed upon on his own iron throne; knees lazily opened and his free elbow propped up on one of the chair’s arms. “Sight is important for my life's passion--design, hearing is key to my accustomed form of communication, and touch is vital due to my insatiable need to be on or under someone. I don’t eat a lot even though I do enjoy the taste of my coffee and cooking, but my fashion and sex come before the food I stuff down my stupid fucking gabber. I could make it through life without tasting what nourishes my body, but only as long as I can continue doing everything else that I love."