Vervain
”And here I am challenging you to shoot a fucking bow,” Vai says with a raised eyebrow, both wondering at and understanding completely why he’d have taken her up on it. Still, she turns her attention to his arm as he pulls down the bracer, and it’s only natural that her eyes widen at the sight of it.
Not horror, not pity - merely surprise that it’s as bad as it is. Shifting a bit closer, she leans a hand on Zeph’s knee to take a proper look without making him move, examining the injury and slotting together her knowledge about how it should look to piece together what’s happened.
”It’s damned impressive is what it is,” Vai says, glancing up at him at last and offering a quiet smile. ”So are you for putting up with it. Should consider getting a tattoo around it.” She raises her free hand, still glowing with readied healing magic. ”Do I have permission to touch this most sexy of scars?” she asks.
Not horror, not pity - merely surprise that it’s as bad as it is. Shifting a bit closer, she leans a hand on Zeph’s knee to take a proper look without making him move, examining the injury and slotting together her knowledge about how it should look to piece together what’s happened.
”It’s damned impressive is what it is,” Vai says, glancing up at him at last and offering a quiet smile. ”So are you for putting up with it. Should consider getting a tattoo around it.” She raises her free hand, still glowing with readied healing magic. ”Do I have permission to touch this most sexy of scars?” she asks.
