[He presses his hand over hers at the motion, even if it's an unfamiliar sort of move on his part; in hindsight, he's glad they're addressing this now so that he didn't have to sit and wait for it....
Still. Can't have her worrying about it bothering him.]
Trust me, if they ever hurt, I'll be complaining loud enough for the whole complex to hear. [Lies, but he means the core point of it.] They're just old scars now.
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Still. Can't have her worrying about it bothering him.]
Trust me, if they ever hurt, I'll be complaining loud enough for the whole complex to hear. [Lies, but he means the core point of it.] They're just old scars now.