[The roll of his shoulders as he shrugs is casual, as though matter-of-fact. His lip keeps quirking, unable to hide how amused he really is that she really hadn't noticed the scars all over his face.
Granted, that he did cover half of it for a while for safety's sake, and that Lottie was a coughing ball of nerves, but…]
I would if I could. Though I honestly don't care. You'll live long enough for that hair to grow back. [If only they knew…]
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Granted, that he did cover half of it for a while for safety's sake, and that Lottie was a coughing ball of nerves, but…]
I would if I could. Though I honestly don't care. You'll live long enough for that hair to grow back. [If only they knew…]