( he doesn't need the hyperawareness of his senses to recognize her sudden discomfort, nor much else to solve the equation. his gaze stays on the scar, the cold anger, terrible regret, and insidious guilt he feels building and being tucked away for some useful end. it's the regret and guilt of those emotions he finds most difficult to convert. they linger in ways he cannot always contend.
his brow smooths. he trails his touch back to draw the scar with his fingertip. ) What else do he do to you? ( his eyes seek her. the question is quiet, soft, and grave. he is not expectant, but he wants to know. he needs to. )
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his brow smooths. he trails his touch back to draw the scar with his fingertip. ) What else do he do to you? ( his eyes seek her. the question is quiet, soft, and grave. he is not expectant, but he wants to know. he needs to. )