[ Yeah, no, it doesn't really make sense. Which should've been his first clue that any kind of medical cure would be futile, but denial is a pretty strong drug.
There's an anxious pause while he looks for any kind of answer, a way to say it without really having to say it. He opens his mouth, stops, and one hand goes to his right shoulder in a restless motion before he realizes that out won't work - didn't leave a scar. ]
That's how I was - [ And now he looks like he'd be happy to be anywhere but here, but it's a bit late for that, so instead he just stops to clear his throat before continuing. ] I was - scratched.
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There's an anxious pause while he looks for any kind of answer, a way to say it without really having to say it. He opens his mouth, stops, and one hand goes to his right shoulder in a restless motion before he realizes that out won't work - didn't leave a scar. ]
That's how I was - [ And now he looks like he'd be happy to be anywhere but here, but it's a bit late for that, so instead he just stops to clear his throat before continuing. ] I was - scratched.