[She makes a begrudging noise in response. She supposes they don't, no. But... well. It's beside the point now, isn't it?]
[Turning her attention off of her own misfortune and over to his (which is considerably WORSE so far), she bites her lip.]
God... does... does it hurt?
[The burn scars make her stomach turn. Part of her wants to reach out and touch them and part of her wants to just close her eyes and HUM or something. Anything to not think about them.]
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[Turning her attention off of her own misfortune and over to his (which is considerably WORSE so far), she bites her lip.]
God... does... does it hurt?
[The burn scars make her stomach turn. Part of her wants to reach out and touch them and part of her wants to just close her eyes and HUM or something. Anything to not think about them.]