@hexgirled asked: ❝ woah— what the hell happened there? ❞ (if they are still being accepted 😊 from that scarred prompt) || ✎
A lot has happened since she saw him, his face being one of them. She may have seen the cut down his nose, and now it burned the reminder that Mahito marked him, even those that spirit was long gone from their lives. It had still been bleeding then, but who would’ve known it scarred so badly. And the one on his mouth, one that he wanted to pick at so badly but was yelled at by his brother Choso. He was glad it healed back over, protecting his teeth and gums. It was definitely a terrifying sight, his mouth ripped open like that, and maybe he was glad no one saw it.
A hand reached up and rubbed against the rough patch, a burning, anxious breath caught in his throat. ❝ You know, ❞ he started. Did she? Did she know? For all he knew, she was dead. But, here she stood, breathing and still having quite the quip to her voice. He swallowed. ❝ Don’t wanna talk about it. ❞ Change the subject.
❝ How are you feeling? ❞
