It was your party. [As if she really needs to remind him of that, but - she'd made a promise. No getting into fights at Fate's party, and she'd failed that one spectacularly.
She doesn't respond to the question for a long time - long enough that perhaps she wasn't going to answer him at all. Until suddenly she stood, and before he could protest pulled her tunic up over her head. She was still wearing her small clothes, which were anything but small, really - a tight top with no sleeves, leggings - but neither of them were the point.
It was the scar, that took up most of her shoulder, and extending down her shoulder blade and her bicep. It was old - incredibly old, but the skin was still puckered in strange ways, as if it had blistered and the blisters had become flesh on their own. It was reddened, and the skin was too tight - like it had been stretched over her bones as far as it was go.
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She doesn't respond to the question for a long time - long enough that perhaps she wasn't going to answer him at all. Until suddenly she stood, and before he could protest pulled her tunic up over her head. She was still wearing her small clothes, which were anything but small, really - a tight top with no sleeves, leggings - but neither of them were the point.
It was the scar, that took up most of her shoulder, and extending down her shoulder blade and her bicep. It was old - incredibly old, but the skin was still puckered in strange ways, as if it had blistered and the blisters had become flesh on their own. It was reddened, and the skin was too tight - like it had been stretched over her bones as far as it was go.
She didn't meet his eye.]
My family. My brother and I survived.