[He listens to this with a stony expression, feeling a little sick honestly. His scars are something that he's used to, and while they might have been shameful once, and some of them were marks of times when he'd failed, by now they were part of him and reminders of what he'd been through, how things wouldn't be again.]
That's sick. [He says it bluntly.]
They're just scars. It's your body's way of telling you not to do something again because it can't heal it all. Not saying there's no place for cosmetic surgery to fix them but... that should be a choice, not a necessity.
[action -- PROBABLY SOMETIME AFTER SIX O'CLOCK.]
That's sick. [He says it bluntly.]
They're just scars. It's your body's way of telling you not to do something again because it can't heal it all. Not saying there's no place for cosmetic surgery to fix them but... that should be a choice, not a necessity.