[He nods after a moment, releasing a soft breath of surrender. As much as he hates the look she'll give him — the look she's practically giving him now — he knows there's little reason to deny her such a request. More than that... it would be something he, too, would wish for. If he had harmed someone else, he would have liked to know. See what sin he'd committed against them.
So he nods and gently pushes back the curling locks to reveal the pink, settled scar there.
His smile is small, apologetic. He knows he has nothing to be sorry for, but he is all the same.]
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So he nods and gently pushes back the curling locks to reveal the pink, settled scar there.
His smile is small, apologetic. He knows he has nothing to be sorry for, but he is all the same.]