sah Sah's horror and concern grew as Trinket spoke, but he took great care to school his features. "Don't harm yourself on purpose, especially not for curiosity." He regarded the girl sternly, "If you do, you'll eventually lead to your own death without intending to." Even if she had so little self-preservation, surely that would at least be comprehensible? Gods, he hoped so. The healer gave a slight shrug at Trinket's question, so Sah clarified. "It might. But it's too soon to tell. Healing isn't always predictable." As for himself, the Abandoned hummed in thought. "Yes, twice. For much graver injuries." He pulled the collar of his shirt down to reveal a large, jagged scar of a bitemark. "This was the worst one. Left by a monster of the Voice's creation." The last Longnight monster ever spotted if he recalled correctly. |
Not all that is fractured is broken
