[Lavi readies himself to admire Marina -- which he does, because she's pretty and intelligent and fun to talk to and more importantly, doesn't mind playing along -- and she is a very nice sight like this.
Then his eye darts to the symbol on her shoulder, and he straightens, levity disappearing for concern instead,]
...Your shoulder.
[he takes it in, brow furrowing at the implications he thinks he can see]
Rude to point out a girl's terrible scars, you know!
[ she knew this would happen, but she was hoping maybe for no words. still. it's here and it is on display. she touches it briefly with her fingertips, eyes glancing downwards to trace it with her sight. ]
No. Not as much as when I first got here. It's alright, promise. Part of the art of engraving, really...
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Then his eye darts to the symbol on her shoulder, and he straightens, levity disappearing for concern instead,]
...Your shoulder.
[he takes it in, brow furrowing at the implications he thinks he can see]
Does it still hurt?
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[ she knew this would happen, but she was hoping maybe for no words. still. it's here and it is on display. she touches it briefly with her fingertips, eyes glancing downwards to trace it with her sight. ]
No. Not as much as when I first got here. It's alright, promise. Part of the art of engraving, really...
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[though this one looks more purposeful than a nasty cut or a piercing from stray shrapnel,]
Can I ask the story behind it? Or should I chalk it down to your mysterious allure...