At the very least her tentacles were not the slimy variety. They were actually quite dry with an almost velvet like texture to them. So she wasn't going to leave numerous horrible smudges all over his chassis. Which made them perfect for giving snugly warm hugs.

"But you're nice and cool." Despite the objection she did let go, the tentacles sliding back into her sleeves. He asked nicely, after all.

"Danmaku is how we duel in my world. Since everyone is super powerful it wouldn't be good if we fought for real since no one would win once the fight was over."