[there's a pause, and then she shifts, pushing her hair over her shoulder. she turns her back to him, and shows him - there's burn scar, a little indent at the base of her neck. it looks like it was almost like... a port, at some point.]
Furby chewed on me. I guess, uh - I guess blasted my cache with Wrath? And that's why I looked like that. That was the Wrath leaking out of me.
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[she says, with a little huff of amusement.]
You can ask, I don't care.
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What happened to make you look that way?
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Furby chewed on me. I guess, uh - I guess blasted my cache with Wrath? And that's why I looked like that. That was the Wrath leaking out of me.
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That's... terrible. To have that happen to you. That furby was really a terrible beast.
[ Remembering that Lup is tactile, he reached over with his cut up hand to give hers a careful squeeze. ]
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[a pause, and then she takes his hand in return, holding it. she also bites her lip with a little hiss.]
We should get your hand cleaned up, bud.
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[ Hm.
Before they completely move on though, he gives her a little pat on the shoulder. ]
I'm glad you're doing better now.
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[a beat, and then:]
... I'm trying. That counts for something.
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Now let's get patched up, huh?
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Sure, sure. [she will help him up and walking too!!]