Watching her fingertips dance around the edge of his hand, skirting the scar that covers the back of it, he's starting to feel a little of that familiar tension, deep down. It's the unsettled feeling he gets when people get too close or someone he doesn't know touches him. Just a little though; like a few bubbles forming on the bottom of a pot, nowhere near a boil just yet.
"You can touch the scar, you know," he says softly, after a moment. "I won't be able to feel it."
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Date: 2011-01-01 03:44 pm (UTC)"You can touch the scar, you know," he says softly, after a moment. "I won't be able to feel it."