[He sighs and sits up, looking down at himself. He's only really just now realizing his clothes have changed to a more familiar tunic. One that he carefully unties before he pulls it over his head.]
[And there she'll find that it's not just his arms. His entire body is criss-crossed in straight, hairline scars. Close together as if someone were slowly cutting layer by layer. Testing his regenerative abilities and resilience. They're faint but she can see them all over his body with precise spacing. Hundreds. Maybe thousands.]
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[He sighs and sits up, looking down at himself. He's only really just now realizing his clothes have changed to a more familiar tunic. One that he carefully unties before he pulls it over his head.]
[And there she'll find that it's not just his arms. His entire body is criss-crossed in straight, hairline scars. Close together as if someone were slowly cutting layer by layer. Testing his regenerative abilities and resilience. They're faint but she can see them all over his body with precise spacing. Hundreds. Maybe thousands.]